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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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The Third Lifetime, Adele. (3)

Bedroom.

Thirheria

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Adele's eyes widened, she couldn't deny this, she'd let it slip out between her lips, the prince of their kingdom Thirheria kissed her today and her father knew about it now.

Her heart raced, her mind swirling with confusion and frustration. She didn't have answers to her father's questions. She didn't know why Theodore had kissed her, why he had looked at her like she was someone he cherished. All she knew was that the kiss had left her reeling, and she didn't want to think about it anymore.

"I do not know," she mumbled, her voice barely audible. "I do not know why he kissed me."

The Baron studied her for a moment longer, his expression hardening as he made up his mind. "Enough. Go inside and stay in your room. I have urgent matters to attend to." he said hiding his smirk, this was a good oppurtunity for him and his family.