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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 with tears in her eyes. A possible sacrifice is sent for him to devour but he will worship and do her however she desires. Every day, every season, forever, he will repeat the routine of the ritual which is her because she is his favourite ritual. Lydia Statham, an illegitimate girl living with her noble-born family in a land where her kinds were an unacceptable abomination, forced to live as an employed and never to be seen outside as a part of the Statham family, Lydia craved to be outside but never got to, but only through books and stories from others does she know the outside world, until a day came when a letter had been delivered to their estate ‘they was a bridal pick banquet at one of the biggest mansions in Critic Arley’ that was what Lydia knew as she travels to a banquet that every young lady was invited to but Lydia found herself alone in the enemy’s mansion. Lord Theodore, a feared outcast, an enemy of the Empire in which he dwells, of royal blood with no surname, a threat to the throne and possibly a lot more than the eyes meet has never wanted a wife, couldn’t fathom the idea of having a bundle of emotions living in the same mansion as he, but after a banquet had been thrown by Conan and half the population of critic arley had been invited. No one came but her. ******* "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 · Fantasy
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208 Chs

Like Apples and Something Delectable

Garden Area.

Theodore's Mansion, Critic Arley.

Lydia is found reading a book in the garden, she has entirely forgotten of the beast she encountered in the garden on her first night as she munch on a plate of biscuits, her day is going smoothly with her heart in ecstasy. A movement draws her attention from the geography book she was reading, she sees Joyce one of her maids that she barely encounters because she is mostly at the lake, kitchen or store ostensibly.

"Good afternoon Lady Theodore" Joyce acknowledged with a deep bow making Lydia cringe

"What brings you to be today?" Lydia asked with a small smile but Joyce is a chill woman.

"Lady Theodore the dressmaker is here" she informed, her head bowed too low.

Lydia blinked "Where is she then?" she invited

Joyce nudged her head towards the mansion "At the entrance, Lady Theodore" she murmured

"Why, Let her in, please" the Lady of Critic Arley urged briskly.