Amesaya

"Always remember, no matter how much a fae may seem like they experience emotions, no matter how human like a fae may behave...a fae can never be a human."

The Keybearer. A young maiden from another world foretold by ancient prophesy, destined to collect the seven keys and save the world. 

Surely that's the kind of story that finds some plucky high schooler dreaming of adventure and whisks them off to find their true love, right? Overworked salary women like Emily have long passed the point where such fantasies can come true, and even if they did, it's not like she'd know the first thing about what to do.

...So of course, nobody even bothered to ask her before dropping her into an entirely new world full of magic and danger. Like the three hungry orcs eyeing her as soon as she wakes up.

"What do you mean I can sense the keys if I use magic?!  What magic?!"

If Emily could, she'd have immediately issued a rejection letter, but unfortunately, the only way back is to finish her quest somehow.

But it's not all danger and confusion. The knight who rushed into battle to save her is charming and kind and gorgeous, and the beautiful and lonely prince has a soft and kind smile only for her. If everyone she meets along the way is like them...

Well. It can't be that bad, right?

"...--I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED BY A PAINTING?!"

My Knight Rescuer is a Jerk! So Why should I ignore the Prince?

When Emily woke the following morning, it was to a sleepy and yawning kitten nudging her cheek, miaowing insistently that she feed the tiny, kitten sized katsith. As if the fae couldn't go and get her own chocolate while Emily was asleep.

"Mmmmnooohhh...five more minutes, please..."

"Nyaaaahnhhh...You must! Emily you promised...you swore a blood oath...!" Mia reminded her frantically while tugging on Emily's sleeve, refusing to let go of it until she finally agreed to provide food for her. "Come, Emily, bring me the chocolate! I need chocolate!!"

Emily groaned and forced herself up. "You are so mean..." She mumbled in annoyance at the kitten as she climbed out of bed groggily. "Can't you get it yourself...?"

Mia gave a small snort as if Emily had insulted her somehow. "Nyaaan! It is beneath me to fetch my own treats. What a cruel master! I am starving! I am neglected! I must be fed this instant!!"

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