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.

over into the lawn. Olivia made a disgusted face but eventually

said. “It helps clear my

fresh air,” Lilliana said.

started, only to be cut off by Olivia.

prefer the smell of freshly cut grasses. Don’t you,

and also the smell after the rain,” Lilliana said, and set Olivia a glare behind

to like your

Highness,” Lilliana said,

to be fun off

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Sir? That color of blue is

cleared my throat. “So not so clear over there.” I pointed where

horizon.

“I was

was I,” Lilliana said.

face us three. With

“A Luna knows when to let others speak.”

“Forgive me, Your Royal Highness. I meant no offense. You are, of course, correct in all ways.”

no apologies, but also no reply.