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"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

Theodore had looked around, using his striking blue eyes to look for the Duke of Critic-Izinghale but he didn't spot him prompting him to ask that question.

"What?" someone, the Marquis of Critic-Izinghale asked.

Theodore looked at him. "The orphans of his city are corroding the streets of my city and I cannot have that," he said, his voice cold and calculative.

A councillor took the list of attendees and went through it before looking at Theodore. "He is not present, Lord Theodore" he reported.

Theodore narrowed his eyes. "Does he even exist?"

"Some councilmen shall be sent to check on him after this meeting and something shall be done about it" The emperor's advisor said softly.

The Royal History.