The Luna Choosing Game

“How do you plan on getting to this mansion you mentioned?” I asked, once we were out in the hall.

Julian’s Beta, Brian, fell in step behind us. “We can’t take that flashy car again, if we actually want to keep

it secret this time.”

“It would be too conspicuous to drive. Even if we escaped the grounds undetected, the bad guys would

quickly notice our arrival.”

“What’s your plan, then?”

He glanced at me. “Can you ride a horse?”

I haven’t ridden since the academy, but I thought I could still manage somehow. So I nodded.

“Good. We’ll have to sneak there though. Brian?”

Brian widened his stride to walk at Julian’s side. “Yes, Prince Julian?”

“Run interference, yeah?”

“Of course.” Brian increased his pace, breaking ahead of us, likely to block the path of any guards or

onlookers we might run into or

–

pour into Julian’s

We didn’t even see a single servant

two horses for ride.

Highness,” they said with a bow as we approached. They’d been expecting

gentler Better for a rider out of

he’d seemed to surmise it all his own. Julian was like that, noticing things.

my horse–riding days returned to me quickly. Although in almost every memory, I had been

in the security office. We have to go now to avoid being seen on the

past the fence, we urged our horses

from the boar, they had claimed that no one knew the area around the palace better than them. Julian continued to show that now, expertly avoiding fences and too–high cliffs that might hurt

for an hour or so, seeing nothing but wilderness, until he finally slowed at the edge of a clearing. I

just behind a

almost as large as the palace itself. Someone very

have lived there.

suddenly I felt something, like a pull in

my breath away.