“Kiss him or I’ll haunt your dreams with images of soggy porridge!” Martha threatened.
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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. 1 : The Tsundere, the Prince, and the Voices of...
The secret? Elara wasn’t just stubborn—she was haunted. Since her sixteenth birthday, she had heard . “Kiss him or I’ll haunt your dreams with
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?" She spent most of their tea parties insulting
Elara turned crimson. "My... my seamstress. She’s very loud. In my head. I mean—I’m tired!"