The Luna Choosing Game

The next morning, I awoke to a knock on the door. Beside me Elva began to rub her eyes.

I hadn’t indulged in too much alcohol, unlike some of the other girls, but I still felt a pressure in my head, probably from having stayed up too late.

I wanted to turn over in bed and ignore the knocking, but if Elva was already waking up, I knew any attempts to return to sleep would be futile.

With a groan, I rolled out of bed and headed to the door. Any annoyance I felt that morning immediately vanished the moment I opened the door and saw Charlotte standing there.

“Surprise?” she said, smiling.

“Charlotte!” I excitedly pulled her into a hug. We hadn't been apart all that long, but seeing another familiar face here warmed my heart. Charlotte had become such a good friend, I was I always happy to see her. “What are you doing here?” I “Prince Nicholas asked me to come,” she said. She gently returned my hug.

“To escort your new wardrobe.” I pulled back from the hug, and noticed there were quite a few servants standing out in the hallway, each holding suitcases and bags.

I immediately stepped to the side, and like a parade, the servants brought in the suitcases and unpacked them until the drawers and closet were full of new dresses and shirts and pants. Even

underwear and swimsuits were included in the mix. €» Elva fully awoke in the excitement and rushed to give Charlotte a hug of her own.

When the servants had gone, and all the clothes were in their place, Charlotte and I sat down to talk while Elva played with her toys.

“How are things back at the palace?” I asked her. There was a small table at the corner of the room with two chairs.

We sat there now, sipping from cups of coffee.

“Mostly quiet,” Charlotte said.

the usual drama.” She sipped her

this trip, while they are forced

with the Queen.” &» - Of course she was. Olivia was ever the one to watch out for. She might have stood back while Bridget took the forefront of everyone’s attention, but that woman would never give up. If she couldn’t make headway with Nicholas himself, it made

supposed. I doubted how successful it would be, with how much favor the King and Queen regularly bestowed upon Bridget.

We continued talking.

received the call late last night, about putting together a new wardrobe for you. I thought to pack up your things from the palace, but the message said all new, to be delivered straight to the island. And I was to facilitate their delivery.” “I didn’t need all this,” I

message was clear. Prince Nicholas wanted the best for you.” I knew Nicholas was behind all this, but to hear to what lengths he went to

lowered my head

yawned a little. “With all the excitement, I haven't been to sleep yet p

some sleep!” Charlotte laughed a little. I could see now the bags under her eyes. “Maybe for a little while.” We split ways then. Charlotte went to the servants quarters assigned to her to sleep. Elva went to make sandcastles with the nanny. I went searching for Nicholas, to thank him for such a generous

near the bottom, arguing with... Nathan? When had he gotten here? Standing

supposed to be a getaway, Nathan,” Nicholas argued. “A reward for a job well done. There weren't supposed to be any cameras here.” “The King has made the decision, Prince Nicholas,” Nathan said.

to simply... take a week off while you are here? And

princes and candidates in their swimsuits would only help to draw viewership to the competition,” Nathan said. “We cannot pass up this opportunity.” “1 still don’t =” “What's the harm?” said a chipper female voice. Bridget walked out of the kitchen, a coffee in hand and stepped nearer Nicholas. She wore a big charming smile,

was Bridget immune? She seemed as cheery and

of us have anything