My Knight Rescuer is a Jerk! So Why should I ignore the Prince?
"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?!"
Ninetieth
"You have a stupid look on your face." Mia grouched, curled as she was on the bed in her katsith form. "Wipe it off or I'll come over and swipe it off with my claws."
Emily sighed and planted a hand on her hip. "I...I do not!"
"Treasure is right. She has a cute lovesick face." Merwyn's face popped up between her and Mia's, startling Emily enough she nearly shrieked in surprise.
The Fae Key blinked owlishly, looking at her from centimeters away, and tilted his head.
The little shi--
...The Fae Key had been lounging around in his bird form for some reason when she'd arrived, only to transform right that second when he spoke, suddenly popping up in her personal space.
She didn't scream, fortunately.
But she did fall backward and gasp for breath.
Honestly she'd have likely screamed if she weren't so startled she'd failed to make any sound at all.
Fortunately - she supposed - Merwyn caught her before she collapsed.