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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

Sandra's Visciosness.

Chambers Bedroom, Citadel.

Critic Citadel, Critic-Ishire.

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"Please, I am not comfortable with that, I wish to be left alone" Lydia pleaded, her heart thumping.

She wasn't insecure of her body but she has never been comfortable with maids touching and examining her body, she hadn't been brought up like that and the sudden change was massive.

She had slowly agreed with Dorothy and Joyous but they didn't hate her like this ones did. They adored her!. And Theodore was the only man she could ever trust but he can't here and she was a woman who had to be the woman the society expects.

"Do you even know how to be a lady? And you desire to own Theodore" Sandra taunted.

"He is my husband!" Lydia screeched.

Sandra smirked. "He does not have the royal blessing" her information paused Lydia.

"The marriage does not" Sandra said the word marriage as though it was a scalding dirt.