The Luna Choosing Game

I continued to hold Susie’s hand as we were led into the staged area for the ceremony. The 14 of us that

were left were lined up into three rows.

Camera crews were setting up in front of us. On the other side, three small stages were arranged side by side, each with their own set of stairs. A throne was arranged at the far end of the room for the King and

Queen.

Sometime after we arrived, the royal family came in together. I tried to catch Julian’s eye, but he wouldn’t look at me. He didn’t look at any of the candidates. His typical bored façade was in place.

I worried about him for a moment. Just what had the King wanted to talk to him about?

But then I saw Nicholas and all other thoughts flew straight out of my head. I hadn’t seen him since our

kiss in the hallway outside Julian’s door, when I’d lost myself and wanted to be ravaged.

He wasn’t looking at me either, but this one, I understood. I only hoped he didn’t regret it. Our

relationship was… complicated. Impossible, probably. But the way he held me in that moment… I wouldn’t

trade it away.

The King and Queen moved to their thrones. The producers then directed the princes up onto the

stages. Each had their own.

Nathan stood in front of us and explained, “If your name is called, move up the stairs of the stage

belonging to the prince who selected you. You will be expected to thank them personally.”

The girls all nodded. I did too.

When the cameras were set up, the producers nodded to Nathan. We waited a few minutes until the

clock hit 7pm, then the camera lights turned red.

My heart was in my throat.

The elimination ceremony was about to begin.

Nathan turned on his 1000–watt smile and faced the cameras, his microphone in hand.

“Welcome to the main event, ladies and gentleman. Tonight, your three princes will each select three ladies of their choice to stay through the elimination. This will bring our count down from 14 to 9! Who

about to find out.”

cameras panned over the candidates and we all smiled. The other cameras zoomed in on each of the princes. Joyce looked bored. Julian winked and waved. Nicholas

returned to Nathan, he continued to explain the rules. The princes would submit their three names and then one by one, the chosen candidates would be called until

paper and a pen. They each wrote their selections and handed them in to waiting servants. The servants then brought the

to commercial, and no sooner, one of the

other.

8 names!”

first. “Think of the drama, man. This is going

are they talking about?”

don’t know,” I whispered back. Only 8 names? Could that

could that be? Didn’t it break

with Nathan,

he started to say, but the

coming back from commercial in 3… 2…

regardless. “W–welcome back! We will now begin with the ceremony! Each prince will read the names of

throat. I held

“Lilliana.”

”

low exhale. I wasn’t surprised, but I still wanted it

crossed the floor, walked up the stairs in

she moved

said. “Prince Julian, you are next.”

If Julian didn’t save me here, no one would.

wasn’t my name that came out of it. Some of the

reaction. The

face but it wasn’t genuine. Inside, my heart was breaking. How much time would they give me to pack my bags? Would Elva have time to say goodbye to Nicholas, or would we simply be

off into the night like we’d

Olivia. Julian and Joyce picked girls who clapped in excitement and hurried forward when they were called.

and I looked at each other. We said goodbye with our

were numbered here, and

pulled Nathan aside quickly to

we’d like to change things up and start with Joyce,” Nathan said, when

on camera.

glanced at us remaining girls. Then his gaze fell on Susie.

“Susie.”

I smiled and nodded, urging her

my heart was breaking for myself. Joyce had saved her for another few weeks,