Fall into a romantic, magical fantasy with Zia Lathyrus, a young heroine with dreadful knowledge of her past life in a new world. From lonely office worker to aristocratic beauty, Zia is swept into keeping the world she once read in a novel safe fro...
This Story is categorized as a "why choose" romantic fantasy, with themes of sexual relationships, magic, and whimsical worlds. This story is inspired by isekais and has references to modern-day earth occasionally and Black femme experiences.
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Chapter Two: Waking up in a New World
Despite waking up and walking around, Jani attended to her like a mother hen. Her maid was very chatty, and Zia used this to learn what she could. "Jani, tell me again...why are there dragons" her cheeky maid chuckled at another of her questions, assuming she was in a silly mood.
"Miss Zia, the dragons are great noble beasts and protectors of the royal garden. They are sworn to the lineage of the emperor. You'll only find them in the capital or at war memorials. They are our great empires' most honored beings."
"Yes, but dragons fly around, and everyone is going along with that?"
"As sure as an apple is red, Dragons are normal here, miss Zia. You've known about dragons since you were a little girl" Jani laughed as she prepared the breakfast cart arrangement for Zia.
"I see... and what else protects the kingdom?"
"Well, Miss, the Knights and mages are powerful enough that they protect our kingdom and encourage the growth of our society."
"Ah, so the knights.... are policing the people?" she nervously asked.
"Policing? Knights are just guardians for those who are in need. They are for the people, and to safeguard our interests... you've been asking odd questions miss Zia...are you sure you didn't hit your head this morning? Miss, surely you jest and not head sick?"
Zia chuckled nervously and fiddled with the second lacey nightgown she was adorned with.
"I had an eerie morning, just wanted to be surer of things...keep you on your toes."
"Miss, my toes are fine. You are saying the oddest of things today," Jani said. Her eyebrows rose as she looked over Zia, looking for the head wound that she probably thought addled her mistress. Little did she know that her mistress was entirely different from who she was the previous night.
"Jani, I'm fine; I just need to rest and recover a bit more," Zia assured her. The maid curtsied and gestured for another maid to set her table with honey-covered biscuits, a tray of breakfast meats, and what looked like the fanciest oatmeal she had ever seen.
"This looks amazing, Jani, the chef, has outdone themselves. Thank you for bringing me some more food" Zia smiled, encouraging Jani to stop trying to figure things out. The distraction worked because Jani's whole face lit up, making her bright green eyes light up,
