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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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294 Chs

First Life, Alice. (13)

Everfall.

Springton.

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"This is my favourite place!" Lydia exclaimed suddenly, vacating Theodores arms where she'd been nestled after crying about her mother. This is their next meeting after the last one and it was the most emotional.

"It is free and my voice echoes" She let out, her arms spread out as she twirled like she had the first day he'd seen her here.

"My feet, my heart, my hair,─ free!" she continued to squeal as she repeated the manthra, happy to forget her problems for awhile.

"And you are love" Theodore whispered to himself as he watched her, half amused and half adoration.

She got exhausted at some point and joined him and together, they sat by the waterfall, the world fading away as they shared stories and dreams, the bond between them growing ever stronger.