1 : The Tsundere, The Prince, And The Voices Of... -

The mental cacophony became so loud that Elara clutched her head and accidentally blurted out, "SHUT UP, MARTHA!" The balcony went silent. Julian blinked. "Who is Martha?"

Julian laughed, a bright, warm sound. "As you wish, Princess." 1 : The Tsundere, the Prince, and the Voices of...

The breaking point came during the Royal Ball. Julian, looking unfairly handsome in midnight blue, cornered her onto the balcony. "Elara," he sighed, "why do you treat me like a common cold? If you hate the match, just say so." The mental cacophony became so loud that Elara

“Kiss him or I’ll haunt your dreams with images of soggy porridge!” Martha threatened. "As you wish, Princess

Princess Elara was the kingdom’s most polished "Tsundere." To the public, she was a prickly rose; to the crown prince, Julian, she was a headache in a silk gown. She spent most of their tea parties insulting his choice of cravat while her heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird.

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