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 night was gradually sinking, and thick fog surged, veiling everything in view as we neared the Dusbry wasteland. 


Right when we thought that there was nothing but rocks and sand surrounding the wasteland, a bustling little village came into view. 


The wasteland was nothing sort of a wasteland, it looked more like a lush greenery than a lump of degraded forests, eroded valleys and drought-struck pastures. Several signs of life were spotted as our horses galloped with our carriage deeper into the said-wasteland. 


When our entourage slowly reached the village, Reuben's eyes suddenly condensed, he tightened his grip on the long sword on his hip as he slowly lifted the curtain up and looked outside. 


I had my eyes closed until the carriage slowed down and he lifted the curtain to look outside. I got curious as to why the look in the man's eyes in front of me suddenly changed, and so, wanted to look at what lay outside as well. 


Chapter - 99