The Luna Choosing Game

I’ll leave you two to chat, Julian said, tapping Nicholas on the shoulder.

Side by side Julian and Nicholas were of comparable height, with Nicholas an inch or two taller. They

looked similar too, though Julian’s features were somewhat softer than the hard angles of Nicholas’s

face.

Nicholas wasn’t saying anything. His expressionless gaze shifted from me to Julian and back again.

Julian laughed on his way out the door and well down the hallway. I could hear echoes of it long after he

was gone

I thought Nicholas might leave too. Had he only come to look for Julian? Despite Julian’s teasing, it seemed impossible that he would have been searching for me.

Yet when Julian left, Nicholas stayed in my doorway, fixed and unmoving like a statue.

Under his unwavering stare, I began to get nervous. Did he overhear something that Julian and I had

talked about? No, we’d been speaking softly. Even from the door, he wouldn’t have been able to hear.

So what did he want?

I waited out his silence for as long as I could manage before I finally broke.

you want to

didn’t move, nor did not look away. “You are Julian seem…

Did we?

standing very close

we were talking, but if I admitted that, Nicholas would want to know what we had

I gave a

were close during archery practice, as

avoided so much as glancing at me during the archery event. Even when I had

did you two become so

me from the

uneasy. I felt like I was walking along a dagger’s edge, and one wrong move

me further

thing seemed ridiculous. He already hated me. Why did he care who I spent time with? Unless he

were doing just now?”

I, um… Julianer, Prince

matters to discuss.”

the grave, but

been very good at denying Nicholas. At one point, I would have found a way to give him the whole

from me and to the sewing machines I’d had the maids set up

over the machines, the threads, and the swatches

my