The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0438

I didn’t see Julian or Bridget again until later in the day when it was time for the final show. By then, the cameras had been set and the guests had arrived to fulfill their role as the audience. The King and Queen took their spots on their raised thrones. Joyce was notably

absent.

He was likely still down in the dungeons. I briefly wondered if Veronica was having any success with him.

The other candidates, Nicholas, Julian, Elva, and I were all in a sitting room that served as backstage. A curtain had been arranged that blocked the pathway from the room to the sides. of the stage so that we could come and go freely as needed without the crowd seeing. 1

Nathan fumbled around, trying to direct as best he could. Though it was Bridget mainly giving orders. Yet even she wouldn’t be able to oversee us all the time today. She was in most of the scenes. 1

Four times before the show started, I tried to approach Julian backstage. Each time, he spotted me and made a wide arch around me.

I still hadn’t decided whether to fully believe Bridget’s story about what happened last night, but every strange behavior today only lent credence to it.

Even Nicholas noticed, as he came to stand at my side. “Did you and Julian have a fight?”

know,” I said honestly.

want to share Bridget’s accusation. If any part of it wastrue, Julian was likely embarrassed and wouldn’t want Nicholas

said. He placed his hand on my shoulder and gave a

it bad luck to talk about luck at all before a show. Aren’t you. supposed to say, break a leg?”

that on you even

now. A broken leg wouldn’t

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grateful,” he said. “But I still wouldn’t wish you any pain, no

his on my shoulder and squeezed. What I was most grateful for was him, though I couldn’t say

a few feet off. Glancing between the two of us, her

and I nodded in understanding. Then and only then did he pull away and follow Bridget

crowd was dying down. The cameras were likely on. The show was about to begin.

retie Elva’s ribbons in her hair. She’d already pulled one

practicing her lines too loudly, and several

was meditating. Jessica was pacing. Olivia and Lilliana