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

“Now while we’re still on the topic, I’d like to ask, have you never noticed any anomaly about yourself, ever?” 


“What do you mean by anomaly?” Did he mean if I noticed if I was a freak or not? Now why did that irked me, I wonder. 


“Oh you know, like glowing eyes or enhanced cleared vision, or perhaps, anything of the magical kind?” 


I looked at him with a deadpanned face and muttered in a bland voice, “No I haven’t.” 


“Hmm, I see.” He had a thoughtful look on his nice-looking face, “I suppose we will have to keep you under supervision till we uncover the truth.” 


The food on the table had turned cold a long time ago, and Reuben & co. poisoned my appetite with threats and secrets. 


I just silently stared at the delicious food before me, pity arousing in my heart for it would all be wasted. 


“Fake Lizzy, you have a long day ahead of you tomorrow. Let’s be done with supper and retire to bed for an early rest. You too Lexter.” He eyed Alexteris meaningfully and said. 


Chapter ~ 19