The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 51

The girls around me were freshening up their Merfolk language. Some were fluent. Others, less so.

Though most seemed to have a baseline knowledge.

My grasp of the Merfolk language was rusty, at least. I vaguely recalled some lessons during my days at

the Academy, but that felt like so long ago now.

I hadn’t had any need for Merfolk language or traditions in my day to day since leaving the Academy. I

didn’t really retain any of that knowledge.

I thought I might be able to recall some customs, though the bits of information I was hearing now and

then around me confused with my memories and left me unsure.

Also, I couldn’t trust what the girls around me were even saying.

Linda, especially, seemed to be purposefully polluting the water of fact and fiction. My knowledge was

the Merfolk greeted each other with a

the more gullible

tried not to panic. I had been in worse situations. Heck, even lunch hour in the restaurant

everyone shouting orders and demanding

I could manage hungry, irritable customers as a

had to be careful. I had to

didn’t want to have to stand in the rain

line to wait our turn to meet the ambassador. As the line grew shorter and shorter, my anxiety

pleased. Olivia and Linda seemed

of energy who felt a bit like I was walking into a

a servant to escort me to the ambassador, as had guided everyone

escort you

was a gift, being given his name. Whether Nathan had said it when he announced the challenge,

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said, accepting Mark’s

that he was guiding me the long

common mistake. Most people in the kingdom believe that Merfolk bow at the waist as

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