The Luna Choosing Game

Forgive me, Your Majesty, but we had given consideration to the spirit of the event,” I said.

It wasn’t totally a lie. I had given some thought about how our divided display could still indicate some measure of cooperation, even if Linda hadn’t.

“Explain yourself,” the Queen said.

I motioned toward our display. “At first glance, our table is divided, which could reflect the deep disagreements between us and our adversaries. Yet if you look closer, you will notice that our selections actually complement each other.”

The Luna and King pressed in closer to the display, peering at where I suggested. Behind them, Nicholas. and Julian gave me supportive looks – a full smile from Julian, a partial from Nicholas. Joyce continued

to look off into the distance, disinterested.

“Linda’s cold selection and my warm one offer an exploration of taste. The drinks in between act as a palate cleanser, when needed. Individually, we could stand alone fine, but when presented together, we

are better.”

I lifted one of the stuffed mushrooms and handed it to the King.

“Much like diplomatic relations, we bring two different individualities together in a united front.”

he bit into the stuffed

very good. Try

as he accepted his. Pride shone bright in his eyes, which

one to the Queen, however, she simply looked

accept it.

it back to the

everyone’s attention.

We didn’t discuss any of

catch her eye, to ask her what she thought she

glancing my

divided because I didn’t want her inferior selection to be anywhere near my own. I

of the event.” Linda huffed. “But what kind of diplomatic

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her dried–out deviled eggs and handed it to the Queen, who eagerly

stay within their own boundaries and do as they are told,” Linda said. “That is why our display is the way it is. Had I been partnered with someone on

if they agreed with