The Luna Choosing Game

I had more or less the same footwear as her, curtesy of the royal family, so her insult to me was at its base incorrect. But, knowing we would likely be walking through the gardens, I had chosen leather ankle

I boots rather than frilly and frail pumps or sandals.

“Not all ladies‘ footwear is so delicate,” I said. “Perhaps it might have been wise to consider the location of our date and the weather before deciding what to wear.”

“A woman’s appearance is more important than her comfort.”

“Not if it’s so impractical she can’t even go on a date with her prince,” I said.

Olivia’s eyes narrowed. “There’s clearly much you do not understand about fashion or royalty.”

Nicholas sighed. “Actually, I would prefer you be able to go on this walk. If you prefer to wait here, you

can

Olivia’s smile twitched. Her face became redder and redder. “To spend time with you, Prince Nicholas, I will sacrifice my shoes.”

“I prefer whatever Prince Nicholas prefers,” Lilliana added, likely feeling excluded.

“Let’s just walk,” Nicholas said.

Olivia made a disgusted face but eventually pressed her fancy shoes into the

like the fresh air,” Nicholas said. “It helps clear my

fresh

to be cut off

the smell of freshly cut grasses. Don’t

set Olivia a glare behind Nicholas’s back. That is, if you also

are allowed to like your own

Highness,”

to be fun off by

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clear sky, Sir? That color of

there.” I pointed where some gray

horizon.

said. “I was speaking with His

was I,”

walking and turned to face us three. With his face expressionless,

and Olivia. “A Luna knows when

head. “Forgive me, Your Royal Highness. I meant no

made no apologies,