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.

to

not look away.

Did we?

standing very close just

want to know what we had been talking

I gave a

close during archery

during the archery event. Even when I had been with his group, he hadn’t

two become so close?”

he remembered me

uneasy. I felt like I was walking along a dagger’s edge,

further into disfavor

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

doing just now?” Nicholas’s

“No, I, um… Julianer,

matters to discuss.”

more. I would take my darkest secrets to the grave, but if he

I

to the sewing machines I’d had the maids

over the machines, the threads, and the swatches

my