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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

Second Lifetime, Freya. (4)

Seconoria

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Freya sat in the neutral attire she'd gotten accoustumed to for years now, a dress that had trousers instead of skirts, it had pockets and a stylish belt, it was a modern fashioned dungaree.

"Your higness, his majesty asks for your presence in his courtroom" a voice penetrated her silence, a guard. She promptly stood up like a soldier, "Right now?" she asked.

"Yes, your highness with immediate effect he asked for you to be there" the guard announced urgently, making Hannah who'd been sitting quietly with her lady frown.

What does the king want now? she wondered.

"No need to lead the way" she dismissed the man with a wave of her hand and he does just that, he went away.

"Your majesty" she courtesied, her attire a simply yet masculine attire that she has grown comfortable in.