The Luna Choosing Game

In the werewolf tradition, he wore a tuxedo, though with a blue shirt rather than white.

His eyes were deep red as they focused on me.

“Ambassador Zale, may I present Piper,” Mark said.

Well, it was now or never. Trust Mark, and presumably Nicholas, or take the chance myself.

Reaching up, I placed a hand on either side my neck. “My life, my friendship.”

Zale’s eyes went impossibly wide.

My heart pounded hard. Had I upset him? Was this a trap? How would I explain this to the Queen?

But then Zale smiled, showing a set of sharp teeth. “Nice to meet you, Piper. I had yet to meet a candidate tonight who know the proper Merfolk greeting.”

“I’ll make my exit now,” Mark said, backing away. “If you will excuse me.”

In Mark’s absence, Zale stepped closer. He must have been an older Merfolk. I could see now the gray at his temples, and the lines beside his striking eyes.

“Tell me,” Zale said. “How did you come to know our greeting?”

For one wild moment, I tried to think of a lie, but in the end, what could I saw but the truth?

I

“I’m sorry, sir, I wished I could tell you I learned it long ago, but the truth is… I only learned it just now when Mark told me.”

His eyes went wide again.

I shouldn’t have said that.

But then he threw his head back and laughed so hard his gills fluttered,

“Oh, Piper. How delightful you are. Do you have any idea how truth is valued in my culture? I am so used

to your kind attempting to deceive me. To have you here, so honest and open, is a great comfort to me as a stranger in a faraway land.”

I’m sorry the others tried to lie to you,” I said.

I couldn’t agree that I was an overly honest person entirely. If I was, I would have told Nicholas from the start about Elva and what truly happened to my powers.

Chapter 0051

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.

T’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

shaky, but even I knew the Merfolk greeted each other with a deep bow, and not a fist bump like she was

to the more

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

shouting orders

I could manage hungry, irritable customers as a waitress,

be careful. I had

want to have to stand in the rain for a full

into a line to wait our turn to meet the ambassador. As

shorter, my anxiety

had mixed reactions. Some seemed

confident. But most looked

the time it was my tum, I was a nervous ball of energy who felt

den.

instead of a servant to escort me to

was the one who offered

you to Ambassador

being given his name. Whether Nathan had said it

said,

that he was guiding

“You!

first time Prince Nicholas met a Merfolk he made a common mistake. Most people in

Merfolk bow at the

they taught us in the Academy,” I said. I’d been

the royal family and

he wasn’t just going to tell me what

a hand over their gills on either side of their neck. ‘My life, my friendship,‘ they say. It’s a symbolic show of trust and a

Mark was trying to lead me astray, just as Linda had fooled

always seemed an honest type of person. Surely he wouldn’t be so cruel as to want

me humiliated, or worse.

the Merfolk and the Werewolves have a

between our kingdoms. They don’t always correct

royals showed Nicholas the correct

side of the neck,”

the phrase,”

“My life, my friendship.”

led me now to a waiting gentleman.

He had a head of

bridge of his nose.

at his neck, though his chest moved with breath. I remembered

above and under

Chapter 0052

wore a tuxedo,

red as they focused

I

Trust Mark, and presumably Nicholas, or

up, I placed a hand on either side

eyes went

I

I upset him? Was this a trap? How

sharp teeth. “Nice to meet you, Piper. I had yet to meet a candidate tonight

my exit now,” Mark said, backing away. “If you will

Zale stepped closer. He must have been an older Merfolk. I could see

lines beside his

did you come

one wild moment, I tried to think of a lie, but in the

I learned it long ago,

when Mark told me.”