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

"I see, so that's what happened huh!" My gorgeous teacher nodded his head finally in understanding. 


"Hm hm yes! So..... could you... maybe keep it a secret it dear teach?" I asked while sheepishly biting my lips, and he raise a brow to that. 


"You want to keep your disastrous secret endeavour a secret?" He asked, though I was not sure if he sounded willing enough to concede to my plea, I still could only nod my head fiercely to convince him to agree to my request. 


"I know it's a lot to ask after all the ruckus I have caused, but please, do not turn me down dear teacher." I looked at him with the most pitiful eyes I could possibly conjure up, seeming as though I would die if he were to deny me. 


Chapter ~ 45