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Lord Theodore's Favorite Ritual

"I have waited for you in all of my lives, Gooseberry, and in all of them you had left. Please stay in this one," he pleaded, his eyes locked with hers. "I wish to stay too, My Lord Husband, because you are forever, Theodore," she whispered, tears glistening in her eyes. In a world where Lydia Statham, an illegitimate girl shunned as an abomination, is confined to her noble-born family’s estate, her only escape comes through books and stories of the outside world. But destiny intervenes when she receives an invitation to a bridal pick banquet at one of Critic Arley’s grandest mansions. What was supposed to be a chance for a new beginning soon becomes a solitary encounter with Lord Theodore, a feared outcast and enemy of the Empire. Lord Theodore, of royal blood but without a surname, has never desired a wife, and the idea of cohabiting with a woman seems unfathomable. Yet, at the banquet thrown by Conan, where every young lady was invited, only Lydia appears. Now, Theodore must confront his deepest reservations as he navigates the ritualistic demands and unearths feelings he never anticipated. In a tale of forbidden desires and unspoken promises, every season, every day, and forever, Theodore's life will revolve around the ritual that is Lydia—his chosen, his fate. No one came but her. His Gooseberry. ************** "Call me Lordess Theodore" "I am Lordess Theodore and I am his favourite ritual" Dear Critic. Do you wish to https://buymeacoffee.com/nanafirdausi Discourse with me on discord @i_nanafirdausi Cover photo is mine.

I_Nana_Firdausi · Fantasy
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294 Chs

Finding home in Critic Arley

Forenoon

Conan marched into one of the places he dreaded most in search of Hound, he had contemplated leaving without a word but decided against it as the mansion was not a place to take so lightly, but he had to leave.

"Hound… Hound you have a visitor!" his voice thundered around the small niche, he knew Hound was around as he had watched him walk back in from wherever earlier.

"Okay I'm leaving because I'm cold, you reckon you could come out now" he tried to reason with the invisible Hound

"I have important information if you have no cravings for it, I shall take my lea…"

Bound suddenly appeared behind Conan "Let's hear it"

"Shit! Shit Hound I'm a fucking knight!" Conan exclaimed, his eyes wide

"Then don't get terrified this quickly" Hound advised

"You should refrain from pulling shit like that" his face slightly paler than they were when he'd stepped in

"You got important information on what?" Hound redirected