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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 · Fantasie
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Breaking Out Lydia.

Dungeons, Citadel.

Critic Citadel, Critic-Ishire.

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Slowly, Lydia had become exhausted, so she sat slightly defeated as she watched Red, sniffing through the cold, iron bars of the cell. She couldn't help but marvel at Red's graceful curiosity, it probably thinks she might be able to fit through the bars like he had.

Red's delicate whiskers twitched as he explored the mysterious scent, its golden eyes reflecting the dim light filtering through the narrow windows high above.

Suddenly, a subtle shift seemed to ripple through Red's sleek white fur. 

Theodore. He caught his master's scent. 

The air crackled with an otherworldly energy, Lydia's heart skipped a beat, before it resumed in an unfamiliar pace as she witnessed Red beginning to undergo a remarkable transformation. 

What was happening? Lydia wondered.