Godzilla’s Proxy Bride and Her Brooding Prince

[The short-tempered but reasonable Godzilla princess x the elegant but wicked, gloomy prince] She was an ordinary office worker in the 21st century. After working overtime for seven days straight, she collapsed. When she opened her eyes again, she had become the last Godzilla in the world, in a novel written by an eight-year-old. Hunted by Ultraman, she was forced to take human form. Taiman Ni discovered that little La wasn’t very bright as a human and used threats and bribes to make her take her daughter’s place and marry the Seventh Prince of the Yulong Kingdom. “Work, work, always working. You have to work to be human! If you’re not a Godzilla, you’re a wage slave. What kind of life is that?” Thinking about the delicious food in the Yulong Kingdom’s palace, little La figured that being a princess probably meant she wouldn’t have to work. Besides, it made no difference who she married. On her wedding night, little La was so hungry her stomach was sticking to her back. Prince Mo Lan came in and coughed a few times, his voice as gentle as water. “Darling, with my health in this state... I’m afraid I can’t fulfill my marital duties.” Little La bounced up on the bed. “It’s fine if you can’t. I can.” She lifted her veil and turned deathly pale. Mo Lan gave an evil grin. “So it’s you! You blew up my spaceship and pushed me into the sea. I’ve been looking for you forever!” The prince suddenly moved closer. “My consort is so warm. Come warm me up.” Little La grumbled to herself: [Waaah, my dad is Godzilla!] “Your Highness... the consort swallowed the whole ship.” The Seventh Prince: “Can she digest that much at once?” When the Seventh Prince learned little La was a giant beast, he clung to her even more. “Darling, is your true form even warmer? Let me hug your tail.” Little La continued to look aggrieved, but felt a little sweet inside.