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

It was most definitely a monster posing as a river God. 


However, even if the village chief knew of the fake God, he felt that the monster was not necessarily a bad thing, if he had to sacrifice just a young girl once a month he could escape the calamity of nature for years to come. And thus, he ordered the villagers to select one young female from one family every month to send to the River God temple as a sacrifice. 


However in this entire ordeal, the poor villagers did not get any benefits other than a safe roof over their heads. Most of the crops grown in the village were sold off by the village chief as the middleman and he took 80 percent of the gross profit. 


When Lexter heard the ins and outs of the matter, he almost beat his chest up and said in a puffed up manner, "Please do not fret. We will definitely not let anyone be a live sacrifice on our watch." 


And I suddenly had the urge to smack the back of this loud-mouthed brat. 


Chapter - 100