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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. (5)

Seconoria

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The sun was setting over the kingdom of Seconoria, casting a golden hue over the castle's ancient stone walls. Princess Freya stood at the edge of the training yard, her eyes scanning the horizon, with her mind occupied with the responsibilities of the day. She had just returned from a council meeting, her thoughts filled with the complexities of ruling a kingdom and the weight of expectations placed upon her shoulders.

She had expected the personal knight her father talked about to come meet her earlier in the morning but he is yet to come and she could only wonder why.

The king, though proud of Freya's strength and capabilities, believed she needed additional protection, someone formidable enough to ensure her safety at all times and she just has to accept it.