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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 · Fantaisie
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294 Chs

Lydia Arrested In The Castle.

Morning/Noon

Chambers, Citadel.

Critic Citadel, Critic-Ishire.

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As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, it casted a gentle glow across the room, as Lydia stirred awake from her slumber.

Her eyes fluttered open, greeted by the soft hues of dawn dancing across the walls of her chambers.

With a contented sigh, she stretched beneath the weight of the covers, relishing the warmth cocooning her body.

"Gooseberry" Theodore mumbled after she made an incomprehensible sound.

"Stop moving so much" she groaned when Theodore seemed to take the whole bed while trying to get out of it.

He merely smiled as he did as told, he moved for a bathe before he recalled. "Do you require any aid? I am leaving for work early today" he whispered to Lydia who groaned before grabbing his arms and letting him help her out of bed.