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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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294 Chs

Healing Lady Sarah Jones.

Evening.

Tea chamber, Jones Estate.

Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.

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"I am Conan's friend, he is unable to come after your letter so I decided to come instead"

Sarah's heart spiked. "Where is he?"

"Off to Critic-Citadel monthly meeting," There was a tinge of sadness and longing in Helena's voice that Sarah caught.

She smiled. "You are correct, I had completely forgotten about the meeting, did you read my letter?" she asked.

"Yes, I apologize but the paper was peeked at by the courier already" Helena confessed.

Sarah gasped, her palm coming to her chest. "I knew he sounded sloppy earlier, thank you for coming to keep me company" she expressed.

Helena only smiled overwhelmed and shy, unable to keep the conversation.

"Do you want tea?"

At Sarah's question, Helena nodded before she recalled the woman couldn't see her so she verbalized her agreement "Yes tea will be great"