Elladora’s eyes had not wavered from the fool of a woman who had made her life that much harder by opening her mouth at an inopportune moment so Ursula’s comment was lost in the haze of her irritation to begin with. Quite some time ago now she had trained her brain to be able to tune the other woman out if needed, until Ursula’s voice became little more than background noise, like the buzzing of a wasps nest behind a glass pane that one was aware of but not paying a vast amount of attention to.
Eventually though one harassed ignorant woman was not enough to hold her attention and an echo of Ursula’s words bounced through her brain. It took her a moment. She would never admit to being flummoxed by Ursula, unless under the influence of vast amounts of veritaserum, but she very much was.
Panic went through her like a knife through butter and it was all she could do not to collapse into her abandoned chair like a hysterical maiden aunt. Which, she reasoned, she was and therefore she probably had every right to her panic, but now was probably not the time to make excuses for her own weaknesses. Not when they were both being confronted by Ursula’s weaknesses.
“That was the whole point.” She replied, as stoically as she was able. How could Ursula have known? She had been beside herself with self-indulgent misery and was hardly likely to have noticed that the dead child she had never seen was not the fruit of her or her husband.
fabulous set by Lady <3