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

"Can we put on more lights please" Lydia ordered as she strutted in through the entrance.

"Of course, lady Theodore" Dorothy.

"Lady Theodore!" a squealing reached Lydia making her look up the stairs to see Helena coming down, she smiled.

"Helena, I assume with the smile on your face you had a wonderful night?"

Helena grinned. "Yes and by the gloomy edge to yours, your night might have taken a bad turn" she let out.

"No, let us sit, it was actually my morning that just became bad" Lydia guided her to a couch.

"Oh dear, I am sorry, whatever happened?"

"The maid has been caught…the one who tried to kill me" she completed, her face now placid.

With wide eyes Helena said. "That is such wonderful news I should see her" she attempted to leave the couch but Lydia stopped her.

I Love Being Your Husband.