On the way

This oneshot is set after Neron's Perfection, and acts as a companion work to a game plot I am currently developing. The oneshot precedes the game plot. Neron's thoughts on his soon to be wife, Mona.

 One week before our wedding, Mona and I are to visit her brother's family, who owns a country-house near the city limits.

  I am not really fond of the idea; it's not only that I dislike to acquaint myself with new people, but my previous experiences with my soon-to-be wife's relatives haven't been any short of disastrous, even though when we talk about it, she is adamant that it was fine and that I am dwelling on it too much. I choose to mostly agree with her, even though I definitely don't, because my princess has been far too anxious lately, what with the wedding preparations and all, and I see it pointless and selfish to let her carry my own, insignificant burdens on her petite shoulders. She is far too good for that; far too pure.

  Unlike myself.

  I am violently torn away from my thoughts, as she suddenly speaks, her tone casual and light-hearted, addressing me. "Darling, are you listening?" she questions after a few moments, and I instantly feel guilty that I haven't been paying attention to her during the whole road-trip to her brother's house, that I have been so absorbed in my own, worthless, undeserving, trivial problems, that there are times when I care for myself, instead of caring for her, instead of worshipping her.

  I rapidly mutter an apology, but before I can finish, she has already placed her thin finger on my lips, shushing me; "There's nothing to be sorry about, Sam. I wasn't saying anything worth the time anyway." She sweetly smiles at me, and I try to act the same, but I can't get my grin to reach my eyes, but she fails to notice that, and turns her head towards the car window, watching as the houses get fewer and sparse as we exit the main city.
 
  She has always been so kind and loving, always trying to make the others feel comfortable and at home. She is a saint, and that is why she is wrong. Whatever she says is divine and sacred, and the whole world should be made to listen whenever she uttered so much as a syllable.

  She, in her utter kindness, will never realize that, I know; and so it is my duty to serve and protect her, my goddess, so no-one will ever even dare to stand taller than her, outmatch her.

Author's Note

Even though that was evident in Neron's Perfection as well, there is a very strange connection between Neron and Mona on his part. What kind of relationship do you think they share (from both angles) ? What did you think of Neron's way of thinking on this oneshot?