How NOT to be a mother in a doomed story (Oc story)

The champion and the Ludex 1

Was this the power of the mythical figure of husbandos..? Scary..., no wonder people lost their marbles about their waifus too.

Taking a long deep breath, she prepared herself to speak to the man who had yet to speak with her after lifting her from the ground back there at the entrance and led her here of all places.

"Messier Neuvillete, is there something I could he-"

"Madam, are you feeling alright-"

She started to say, only to halt mid way when Neuvillete spoke at the same time. Their sentences fumbling together as they stared at each other with a mix of confusion. However instead of just keeping quiet, trying to process how that had come to pass...they just barging in each others sentences.

"I am sorry, I did not know you were-"

"I am sorry, I did not know you were-"

..

"I did not mean to-"

"I did not mean to-"

..

"Should I speak after you-?"

"Should I speak after you-?"

..

"This...is not what I was expecting to happ-"

"This...is not what I was expecting to happ-"

This scene would have been top five in a romantic comedy where the characters kept messing each others attempts at speech, especially with her ever redder face that she tried to hide in futility from his piercing eyes or with Neuvilletes frown turning into a perplexed expression of mild confusion and pity.

Though to who was directed whether her or himself. Not that it mattered, she wanted the earth to swallow her asap and spare her from this romcom nonsense. It was fine to watch it as a spectator mind you, but it was SOO embarrassing to be the one taking a role in it!

And so..., resigned to this fate of hers and the bells chiming relentlessly in her brain, she wallowed in self pity. Holding her head down with her hands as her face became dyed in bright red that even Little Red would feel jealous of.

Not noticing the brief glint of conflict in the Ludex eyes in the process

"My apologies...., madam. I did not meant to cause you any undeserved grief or anger.."

The gentle voice called her out of her thoughts, making her slowly raise her chin, her eyes peeking shyly through the cracks of her fingers. It was soothing like before, but there was a tinge of something else in it.

It felt like an eternity before she saw her reflection on the depths of his eyes, almost...becoming lost in them.

They weren't harsh or angry, the sharpness of his glare denoting not such an ounce of negative emotion at her. In fact, they were....sympathetic..?

He placed then a hand over his chest.

"I would like to express that...I am not use to have casual talks with others, my inexperience in things outside the courthouse and its rules causing you now...unnecessary difficulty's saddens me.." He said.

His lips curling downwards into a thin like, his beautiful voice almost breaking into pained solemnity, as if she had made her remember something sad all of a sudden before halting for a moment, his eyes darting towards the cup in his grasp and becoming lost in the reflection... as if unable to find the right words of what came next.

Or at least her skull dented mind seemed to perceive the scene as such.

It could have been anything.

"Adding to the situation that led to this event to take place.....please understand that I would understand if you had any grievances at my person..."