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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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Hound Transforming & The Scared Courier.

Morning.

Hound's Cottage, Theodore Mansion.

Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.

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The soft morning light filtered through the lace curtains, casting a gentle glow over Hound's quaint cottage.

He is dressed in crisp, white attire as he moves methodically around his room, his sleeves are rolled up revealing muscular forearms.

His attire is a stark contrast to the dust and grime that had settled over every surface, but today because his mind is muddled with thoughts of Shi'Enz he has finally decided to clean the cottage.

He became determined to transform the cottage into a glories form, he had stayed in it when it looked old, dusty and cold because he felt that kept him grounded and he wished to feel like nobody, he refused to embrace his new comfort, he wanted to feel all that he had gone through without remembering them.