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


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The land of Drakynia was as if a realm of its own. It was a floating isle in the middle of nowhere. But what was really transcendent about this particular isle, was that it was held up in mid-air by four gigantic stone sculptures of esoteric warriors. They looked valiant and brave as they held up the island of Drakynia on all four sides, as though holding up the earth itself. They could only see the effigies of the warriors from the torso up, because the rest of their lower halves were concealed underneath the dense smog of the deep white clouds. 


Chapter ~ 64