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.

made it abundantly clear that he would never be interested

him to be. We’d both moved on since then. It wasn’t my business

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

more he seemed like a shell of the man

the spectacle and headed into the gardens for some fresh

tree line. The sky was painted

the window to see it.

she was looking

a male voice said, suddenly

and turned to face the

out of place

had more stripes and fringe

the head

I had met personally, but I had noticed him when

pointed him out.

a severe expression. I felt much like an

said, voice gruff.