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

What is this?" My instructor, who looked like the smocking-hot live version of Superman in his flowery-youth, stared back at me with a look of utter disappointment, and I in turn, bit my lips in culpable sheepishness. 


"What's the matter?" Alexteris on the other hand, was acting as the rogue catalyst that fueled this raging 'Superman's' fire. 


"Have a look for yourself, Your Majesty." He handed my test paper over to Alexteris to let him take a look. 


"Oh! What do we have here?" He squinted his impish weasel eyes at my test paper in absolute mirth and read out loud to further enhance my embarrassment over my given answers. 


"Q. What is the name of the battle that met it's conclusion in the year 1700 P.B.? 


Q. In which battle did the first king of Reveldron, King Isaac Rudolf de Regalious perished? 


Q. The canal of Thanosis flows in _______? 


Chapter ~ 34