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The Prince's Runaway Bride

The pampered young miss and decorated military tactician of the Anisen household once asked, “Why do I have to be the sacrificial lamb?" The Crown Prince of Tissuria in his younger days once declared, “I will marry you when we grow up.” The trusted retainer once informed the grown Crown Prince, “The replacement bride was reluctant to take on the role.” Vaughn smirked. He knew that Zenia would likely refuse the marriage. “Should we continue monitoring the movements of the siblings, my Lord?” “Yes, that’s already a given. A prey like that is not easy to capture and keep.” The Crown Prince promised, “We will meet again soon Zenia. It’s time to put you to your rightful place.” Join Zenia and Vaughn in their crazy and funny adventures as they uncover the truth and witness how they nurture their love to stand the test of time. *********************************************** Regular updates: 1 chapter per day Thank you all for your support. I may release 2 chapters at any given day ^_^ as a treat or give you a surprise mini mass release. I am the rightful owner of the cover. *********************************************** You may buy me a coffee: ko-fi.com/nanotchkalexiskyler You may also want to donate via Paypal: sarisari.biz@gmail.com Thank you all ^_^

Nanotchka · Fantasy
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Trouble in Prazia (Part 2)

"Achoo!" The old man suddenly sneezed while walking outside.

It was already dark when they finally reached Venetia. Jorick was able to remember some parts of his memory. He had lucid dreams about his past, and he believed that the things and places that he had seen in his dreams could help him regain his memories of the past.

They visited the places that he saw in his dreams. He could recover parts of his memory after they visited the place. He would describe the place in his dream to the old man, who was able to identify the place based on Jorick's description.

Jorick was really glad that he let the old man tag along with him.

"Old man, are you alright? Can your old bones keep up?"

"This brat! I told you to call me grandpa. What old bones? Someone must be cursing me behind my back."

Jorick let out a chuckle when he heard the old King sniffing once more.