She is a Lady, but she spews profanities like    
               they were made for her. 

She is what you would call....A F*cking Lady.

....••••••....

Zylith Sanders was a mundane teenager until one-day she was sucked into a wash basin and somehow ridiculously ended up in a feudal world without her beloved games and movies. 

To make matters worse, she was sold off by slave traders to the horrid Noble house of Ronales as a petty maid.

But that was not the end of her worries, Dear Zylith, the feminist had a long struggle ahead of her when she meets the mighty King of this feudal kingdom and becomes his pretend consort.

With a king that likes to poke deadly humor at her, and a bamby girl who wanted nothing to do with the ancients. 

How will the poor teenage feminist cope with only her sarcastic mouth to rely on!

Just dive in and read on to find out Zylith Sander's romantic plight.

My Fair Lady

Somewhere in a dingy corner of the alleyways of Zeldereth nation_ 


A few shady shadows were seen seated in a rundown small inn of the Briskwood alleyway. All of them had their faces covered under dusty hoods, looking very much suspicious. One of the perpetrators was a reedy thin woman with a shrill voice called Ophelia Vegan, she was a part-time pimp of the red-light districts who was never upto any good. The others were all rough-looking gruff men. 


“When is the guy coming? Its already pass the appointed time.” One of the men grunted in annoyance, this man called Cuffled was a small-time bounty hunter who was trying to make it big this time. 


“Can we even trust this guy? I mean, even the existence of dragons is questionable, isn’t it?” Another buffy man with a scar on the side of his face pitched in. This man’s name was Rudy and he was a petty thief in the red-light district areas of the Zeldereth Empire. 


Chapter ~ 17