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A Mess

OCTOBER

"Are you just going to gawk like a fool?" I told the white haired boy, as I stood in my position. Brushing off my clothes, I turned to him and reached out my hand,

"Well?"

He turned to look at my hand and then at me. He grabbed my arm, and I pulled him up. Both of us then dusted off our hands and clothes.

"Alpheus. Ijekiel Alpheus." He introduced himself as he offers me a handshake.

I eyed his hand and raised an eyebrow, "You seem pretty chill despite being a noble. Most nobles I know wouldn't reveal their identity until they've been caught."

As I said those words, I remembered a certain tomato head being caught on our first meeting.

"I deemed that you're already aware that I am a noble since earlier."

"Well yeah." I gestured to his appearance.

What the fuck are you man? A disco ball?

Ijekiel Alpheus stood out like a sore thumb. He was shining. Like a diamond.

Shine bright like a diamond.

The hand that was reaching out for a handshake earlier is still reaching out for the handshake. In this situation, I only did what normal girls would do to the son of the guy they're crushing on.

Time to act like Cinderella's evil stepmother.

"Move. You're in the way." I told Ijekiel as I move past him- slapping his hand away from me in the process.

Be Nice.

No.

He's your fated one.

Every boy near my age is my fated one because of you.

Every handsome boy.

Ew-

All of you are probably judging me right now.

October! You keep being attracted to older men!

Well, other than the fact I have deep daddy issues which would be explained sooner or later.

I also have a God for a guardian who keeps on matchmaking me to any handsome young boy who's fit to its standard.What if I actually like girls, huh?

October may be attracted to DILFS but she does not assumes gender.

#October_is_a_real_chad

Now, back to the setting at hand.

I ignored the God speaking as if it was my intrusive thoughts telling me to stab myself 24 times.

No, I'm not thinking of killing myself. If I was, I would have let Claude kill me. Dying by the hands of a handsome man is one way to celebrate death.

It's just, you know. Human stupidity. I can't keep on inhaling the foul breathe of a knight who keeps on assuming I'm the princess.

Human stupidity, people. Probably the top 1 reason, why people prefer to be a hotdog stuck in a freezer than to live reality.

Okay, back to the story.

I'm sorry, my ADHD is getting the better of me. Not me diagnosing myself.

October stop.

Ijekiel seemed eager to follow me.

Why?

Well, I'm running and he's chasing me.

What the fuck is wrong with this kid?

I stopped.

"May I ask as to why you are following me?"

"I like you."

"Well, I don't-" I brazenly eyed Ijekiel and in my most annoying tone, I said,

"I want to sleep with your dad."

Shouldn't have said that.

Should have kept that to myself.

Should have kept my mouth shut.

A brunette probably around the princess' age dropped the kebab she was holding. Her face shocked, and confused as to why I said I want to sleep with a man- much older than me.

Erasing the part that he's a dad because that's no excuse to turn away from a handsome man. Unless he's still with his wife. In this case, he is not.

I shut my eyes off and dared pray to God to have a redo- but as expected. The God too, was quiet.

And the readers too, is dumbfounded.

The nerves of this girl. I don't know if she's blunt, stupid or just a plain mess.

Well, imagine being almost killed? I'm sure you too, would also be a mess.

Stop judging people. It's 2022. The acidity of you, if you're judging me.

Okay, now stop.

I, October Herbert believe that I am normal.

More normal than the pretty lady who's born due to black magic.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." I told Ijekiel. He nodded at me, still confused but seemed to respect my opinion. I then turned to the brunette, and bowed my head towards her.

"I'm sorry, you shouldn't have heard that." As I bowed. A familiar scent fluttered through my senses.

Imperial mana.

The scent of pure mana.

It seems, I found where the princess is hiding.

I turned to smile at the pretty lady

"May I ask your name?"

"Oh, my name is Jenette."

"It is my greatest pleasure to be humbled with your presence, Lady Jenette. I apologize once again for what I have said, but it is quite-" My gaze moved to stare at Ijekiel, "Strange that Lord Alpheus isn't questioning as to how I know his father?"

"Isn't it also strange that you are aware that we are nobles?" Lady Jenette asked, her eyes seemed weary of me.

"This fool-" I pointed at Ijekiel, who is chilling by the side. Staring at me as if I was some dessert. "told me. Immediately."

"And I have introduced myself as an Alpheus. I am quite sure you are aware of Duke Alpheus." Ijekiel chimed, his eyes telling me he's enjoying our conversation.

I gritted my teeth out of spite.

How dare you look at me as if I'm an entertainment.

"A commoner? Aware of how Duke Alpheus looks like?"

"You are no commoner though?"

"Are you thinking perhaps that I'm the princess?"

"No, but are you not the illegitimate daughter of the former emperor?"

"What? No. If anything, Lady Jenette is definitely the daughter."

Me and my damn mouth.

"It seems we have more to discuss, Lady Herbert."

Bitch- ???

"You know my father, don't you?"

"Which one?"

And that is how I killed Ijekiel Alpheus and managed to destroy the Obelian Empire all at once.

I'm kidding.

But-

I could have, though.