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.

already made it abundantly clear that he would never

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

hand with only the barest touch, he didn’t seem

seemed like a shell of the man I once knew. It hurt me

away from the spectacle and headed into the gardens for some fresh

set over the western tree line. The sky was painted in a palette of

the window to see it. We had never gotten

hoped she was

you lost, miss?” a male voice said,

and turned to

out of place or a speck

fringe than the other

he was the head of the royal guards.

I had met personally, but I had

pointed him out.

at me with a severe expression. I felt much like an ant under a

once more,” he said, voice gruff. “Are you lost? The