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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

Theodore & Lydia going to Conan's Bungalow.

Afternoon.

Conan's Bungalow.

Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.

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"Good morning My lady" Helena wished the old lady.

She had been at home for a while after Conan left. Her mind pondered what could be making him come back home late today as he had said he would.

Those he perhaps have someone he is courting? She thought.

Or he just doesn't feel like spending his whole free day with her. She sighed and decided she needed something to get her mind off of Conan.

Ebony.

The old lady had taken her time before answering the door, Helena had started to think perhaps she wasn't at home or she was taking a nap.

Turned out she was inside after all.

The old lady smiled at Helena as she asked her."Oh, how are you, my dear?"

Helena easy to make smile and easy to tears she replied. "I am fine, how is ebony doing?"