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

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

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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

THE AUTHOR HAS SOMETHING TO SAY: THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO MY LOVELY READER Melissa_Morein[The reader responsible for bringing this lazy author out of her holiday Hiatus]. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR PATRONAGE AND SUPPORT. 


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“Sister-in-law…. Sister-in-law…..Sister-in-law……..” The prince’s soft voice echoed in my ears, making the words even more inconceivable. 


I gawked at him in utter speechlessness for a moment while wondering where and how did he see me as his mummyface brother’s spouse. 


“Wha-What did you just call me?” I could not help but stutter. 


“…….Erm…. Did I say something wrong?” Alexteris questioned with a slight frown. 


“Erm.. yeah! You just called me ‘Sister-in-law’.” I answered in sheer incredulity, emphasizing that certain killer word. 


“I did, so?” He looked at me in utter bemusement, as though not understanding my insinuation in the least. 


Chapter ~ 55