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

THE AUTHOR HAS SOMETHING TO SAY: THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO MY LOVELY READER ALLYSSA_SHUMBA. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR PATRONAGE AND SUPPORT. 


I quickly got up and after putting on a heavy dark cloak, I walked out of my room. 


I saw a hooded Fredurd waiting for me, and after he saw me, with a nod of his head he took me through a dark covert tunnel, and then out of the castle through the secret way that I had discovered earlier. 


When we finally walked out of the castle walls, I saw Mummy the horse waiting under one of the eaves of a large tree, looking magnificent as ever. 


When it saw me, it gave off an arrogant snort but did not shy away from my touch all the same. The corner of my lips twitched uncontrollably and I had a slight urge to slap its back in irritation, but considering the current situation, I somehow held back. 


We took off in a haste, and soon reached an underground tavern of sorts. 


Chapter - 80