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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.

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Conan Has A Bride To Be.

Afternoon.

Theodore Mansion.

Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.

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Lydia was in a fitted purple dress, a chiffon long sleeve with a button at the wrist, a flowy length, a dress she and her husband had picked after she picked his for him, she was delicately placing the roses and daisies that she had picked from the flower garden into the blue and gold designed vases that she had sent the maid to get for her, it shall make the mansion brighter and even more lively. The presence she feels in the mansion is still there most of the time but it only adds to the eerie of the mansion. Sometimes her steps falter because she believes someone has been following right after her with its eyes but they are nothing, so she sighs and ignores them.