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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.

I_Nana_Firdausi · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
294 Chs

Lydia Being Lydia, His Love.

Evening.

Parlour, Theodore Mansion.

Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.

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"The box" Helena reminded Lydia about the gift box from her husband. Helena was a lover of gifts.

"You are right" Lydia took the box from the side table and placed it on her lap.

Helena perked up. "What is it?"

"Come closer" Lydia invited as she took off the first cover.

"It is… Red" Lydia's sentence cut short when she felt a nudge and a purr, she looked down and it was her white bundle of cuteness.

She dropped the box and picked Red up with a smile, he seemed heavier today she thought but it was nevertheless cute and hers.

"Helena meet Red, my cat" Lydia introduced, placing the fluffy let on her lap.

Helena nodded with a smile but as she met the cat's golden eye her smile froze.

This was not an ordinary cat, she thought.

This must be the beast.

He exists.