The Luna Choosing Game

I read through it all. This invitation Includes Eiva…?” Could that be right? But there was her name, clear

as day, directly beside mine. Perhaps this was some kind of apology for the doctors‘ behavior last night?

Or was this something else another publicity stunt?

I supposed I couldn’t be picky enough to let it bother me. The royal family invited us both, so we both. would attend. Full stop.

Right now, my bigger concern could be focused on the detailed dress code included at the bottom of the invitation.

“The tailors will be here in an hour,” the talkative maid said. “They’ll measure you both for the dresses.”

“Princess dresses?” Elva asked, all doe eyes and sweetness.

The maid smiled at her. “Something very close to, yes.

Elva cheered.

The maid returried her attention to me. The dance instructors will arrive tomorrow.”

“Dance instructors?” I knew how to do a two–step as well as anyone.

The candidates must know all of the latest dances. Some of the proper steps for the social dances are quite complicated, these days. And then, of course, there are the traditional formal dances that the King prefers.”

this time. We hadn’t

worked just fine for impromptu dances alone in the

away those memories. Nicholas had likely forgotten those special nights, so I should

The maids said they uld make the dresses themselves. I offered to help, but

honor to assist you,

less. After some coaxing I convinced them

one said.

a work table into my bedroom. As they worked, I peered through some of the scraps of fabric

as

sturdy. There was even a swatch of leather among

came to

today,” I said, as the

and excused themselves for

kissed her goodnight. Then I went to one

had to guess some of the size work, trying to remember the shape of Nicholas’s hand

dawn crept in through the windows. My eyes hurt and I was tired. But it wasn’t the first time I’d pulled an

item I’d made in both of my

fit for a prince with an

last night, a way to properly thank Nicholas for

in the light