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 rebekah. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR PATRONAGE AND SUPPORT. 


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The next day was a bright beautiful morning, but for some of us, it was not destined to be a good morning. Example, for me. 


I was woken up from my beauty sleep at the crack of dawn by a new maid who was temporarily filling in for Liana. Liana was still injured and naturally she was unfit to serve me for the time being; and that’s where she came in. 


“Your Highness,” The unfamiliar maid came in to burst my dream bubble and announced in a monotonous manner, “You are requested to visit His Majesty’s study hall right away following breakfast.” 


See what I mean? You never even get a break to heave a sigh in this eventful palace. 


Chapter ~ 58