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

A bark of laughter attacked Lydia's ears as they moved further into the tavern, it was from a lousy group in the space. All the group was lousy and there appeared to be no woman in the space.

"Mi'lady say fuck if you are in trouble!" another howled.

She clutched his arm tighter as she murmured. "Theo"

"They are just drunk men,'' he reassured her through clenched teeth but she would feel anything but reassurance if she saw how his face darkened at that moment, at that comment.

"I could treat ya better than the young lad" the loud man added.

Theodore's head turned to the men as he sent a chilling glare their way before he clenched his teeth and resumed his slow walk.

"Theodore I am so proud of you for not overreacting" Conan whispered.

They reached a sitting area where the lord paused and instructed. "Conan grab whatever we may need"

The Taverns Fight.