I_Nana_Firdausi

"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.


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"Call me Lordess Theodore" 
"I am Lordess Theodore and I am his favourite ritual" 


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Lord Theodore's Favorite Ritual

Behind a big tree, Hound stood menacing as he watched a house, the Statham estate in silence, the weather had a lot of breeze to its cold, In his gray hood coat he almost blended with the dark tree, a window came open making a gleam appear in his eyes as he watch a brown haired girl peer out, stretching her limbs in the process, her chestnut brown hair covering a good amount of her face, she took all the hair in one hand, smiled before looking down.

Shi'Enz was shocked out of her wits when she was being watched while she was in her fathers house, her eyes widen as her hand shot to her lips, she almost ran but noticed the man seemed familiar and menacing in a familiar sense, she stiffened.

Hound, she had known his name on Lydia's marriage union day, he had kept his gaze on her throughout the day that she had forgot to even enjoy the day as she spent it trying to avoid his gaze, but here he was.

Stalking Shi'Enz of the house Statham