Priscilla stood there, her eyes transfixed and her jaw hanging. A series of thoughts crossed her mind. Were her eyes betraying her? Was she in Game of Thrones? Was she dreaming? Pinching herself to check, she was sure she wasn't dreaming.

A whole new world which she never knew existed, was being scrutinized by this young girl's eyes. Women in long skirts and old-fashioned corsets. Men in tunics and boots. The streets were filled with horses and carriages, everything hustling and bustling.

She looked rather out of place in her black sequin wrap dress. As her face resembled a lost puppy, she asked a person what this place was about. But as soon as she took two steps, she collided with a horse and fell straight to her bottom.

'Are you okay, miss? I apologize for the collision, you startled Colorado with your sudden appearance.'

Priscilla looked up to find a young man smiling and stretching his hand for her to get up. His brown eyes sparkled in the sunlight, his brown wavy hair falling right above his eyes. While his toned body could be seen underneath his clothing, it was his dimpled smile that she swore she swooned at. She took up his hand and got up to dust herself, definitely noticing his muscles and the way they flexed while helping her stand.

"It's okay, I am sorry as well. Do you mind me asking who Colorado is?"

The young man laughed heartily, his eyes twinkling with a humorous glint. 'Colorado is him and he is Colorado.' He said while slapping the chestnut-colored horse on which he was sitting.

"Oh, haha I see. Are you pulling a prank on me? Oh right, this must be a shooting set. Where's the hidden camera though? I must say, you guys have cool outfits eh? And these horses my gosh. Even this whole place seems so real. It must have cost a hell of a lot of money to produce this.'' Priscilla snorted.

'Uh, pardon me miss but I seem to not get what you might be hinting at. What is a camera? And this place is real. This is the land of the king Elijah, this is the kingdom of Tastia.'

She was taken aback when the young man seemed genuinely confused.

'Wait a minute, you have no idea what a camera is? And this place is a kingdom where a king rules?'

'You are correct, miss.'

I've been teleported to an ancient kingdom, oh my god.

ZAN POV

Camera? What's that? Is that a more advanced form of a cannon? But this lady doesn't seem like she... what even are those clothes that she is wearing-

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"Miss? Which kingdom do you belong to? I am sorry but your attire seems disparate and I have never seen anything like that in my entire life."

The lady seemed perplexed by my question. Her nose scrunched up, her hair lightly fluttering in the breeze, her eyes imitating her confused expression. I have to admit, she looked simply breathtaking.

'"Okay cowboy, so I have a long story. And unfortunately, I am too tired to explain anything or even think about it. Let's just say I am from the future. I don't see how this makes any sense but never mind. Do you think you can give me a tour around this kingdom and get me familiar? I would appreciate it if you helped me out."

Cute.

"Sure, come on. Get onto Colorado, and trust me miss, you've got the most reliable guide in this kingdom to help you explore." I grinned.

For the first time since we met, I saw her smile. I swear her smile was the most contagious of all. Her eyes shone with her upturned lips. Without knowing, I was smiling too.

AUTHOR POV

As Zan showed Priscilla around the kingdom, it was evident that everyone had their eyes on the seemingly strange girl with the strange clothes.

Meanwhile, the girl was oblivious to all the attention she was receiving from the passing onlookers. Her eyes were captivated by the whole kingdom; the people, the shops, everything was so new and yet so fascinating for her. There were no gadgets, no electronic appliances, nothing modern. But the people were still living happily and comfortably.

Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine that this would be the way her 19th birthday would turn out to be.

This isn't supposed to feel this homely to me. Why am I feeling like I am emotionally bonded with all these people, streets, and the whole kingdom? I can't believe what Dimitra has got me into.

"Now that I think about it, we never introduced ourselves properly haha." Zan spoke up, grinning softly.

"Oh you are right. Okay, so I'll start first. My name's Priscilla, Priscilla Miller and I am 19 years old. I am new to this kingdom and need a place to stay since I can see the sky turning dark. I also need some clothes which are similar to the people living here and of course, you can hear the rumbling of my stomach. What about you Mr. Guide? " She ended with a knowing smile.

"My name is Zan Docilus, and I live in the kingdom of Tastia. I am 19 years old as well. I own a small chicken shop which helps me earn my livelihood. We can go into the market and get you some casual attire. Then we can go to my shop. Since you are my new friend, I will treat you to a generous serving of chicken soup." He winked.

After getting into the clothes worn by the other females of the kingdom, Priscilla felt that she was slowly understanding how this kingdom worked. There must have been a reason for Dimitra to get me into this situation.. but where is she? Feeling that her stomach was satisfied with the enormous servings of chicken soup Zan had prepared, she sighed deeply. Thinking back to the time she mysteriously teleported and changed her world, she was awestruck by the possibility of something this extraordinary. If I told anyone in my world about this, they would probably call me a freak and laugh at me, sheesh.

She was suddenly startled by the loud trumpets, and by people stepping away from the center of the street. Zan pulled her arm and whispered, "Bow down like all the other people. The king is arriving." Oh damn. I almost forgot there was a whole kingdom here. She bowed down in courtesy as he instructed. She could see the horse's hooves nearing her. Not being able to hide her curiosity any longer, she lifted herself only to find a pair of eyes that seemed bluer than the ocean, staring at her.

Holy moly, why? Why is every dude in this kingdom so pretty?