The Luna Choosing Game

As Nicholas asked out Lilliana, I stood in the back of the crowd of watching girls, my heart down on the

floor.

I had no right to be upset. I knew that. I had given up the right to be upset a long time ago.

Yet I couldn’t deny the feeling.

First, Nicholas had returned the handmade gift I made him, and now he was asking another girl on a solo

date.

According to the rules of the competition, solo dates were only supposed to be awarded after a girl performed well in one of the events.

Of course, from what I’d heard, the rules also stated that a prince could ask any girl out at any time, sol supposed such a thing wasn’t unheard of.

But for it to be Nicholas who asked for the first solo date felt like the hardest pill to swallow.

I understood that the candidates were invited here to the palace to date the princes. Soon, Nicholas would pick someone to marry.

it abundantly clear that he would never be interested in

to be. We’d both moved on since then. It wasn’t my business who he dated, or who

looking at him standing there in the entryway to the dining room, holding Lilliana’s hand with only the

I looked at him and his faceless expression, the more he seemed like a shell of the man I once knew. It hurt

for a minute, I turned away from the spectacle

western tree line. The

window to see it. We had never gotten much time to appreciate nature back in

she was looking

you lost, miss?” a male voice

jumped, startled, and turned to face the

not a hair out of place or a speck of

had more stripes and fringe than the

was the head

someone I had met personally, but I had noticed him

pointed him out.

expression. I

once more,” he said, voice gruff.