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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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To Massage Dearest Husband.

Theodore Mansion.

Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.

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Theodore could tell her that she was his weakness but that would be wrong, she was his strength, she was the reason he 

"Lydia…," he started making her suck in a breath, "All that I crave, all that I fear, all that I think is us"

"All that I do…" he trailed off.

"All that I am is for us" his voice dropped to a whisper, "And yes, I fear what could jeopardize us"

He caught her wrist and dropped a kiss on the inside of her wrist, she blinked when he met her eyes with his intense blue eyes. He wrapped their fingers together before letting a small smile grace his thin lips.

"I agreed it could be glass windows up the walls, at least where they belonged before" he said with a sigh.

She pouted, pulling her fingers from his grip, "But what they are about to do is very modern, soon people would try to follow, they would follow," she claimed.