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"This can't be real," I say, staring at the person...no, the thing-looking back at me.
I'm ugly. No, not just ugly-hideous. I look like a medieval meth addict, ... a failed Renaissance painting!
No. There's no way. Curses aren't real. Magic isn't real. I ask again. "Where. Am. I?"
The man stares at me, clearly confused. "Yer in the village o' Wreth, ye daft fool."
"Okay," I say slowly, "And What year is it?" "It be the year o' our Lord, 1456."
I blink. 1456? No. No fucking way.
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A cruel CEO is cursed into an ugly peasant and transported 500 years into the past. The key to breaking the curse? A kiss... from royalty.
When he comes across a job as a human waste cleaner for the king, he notices the gentle and handsome Prince Raphael. New plan: get the prince to fall in love with him and, most importantly, get that kiss.