The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0568

The next morning, I awoke slowly. The sun was bright outside my window. It must have been early yet. It seemed as if the sun's rays were coming in strong and undeterred. Even the curtains could not dull their luminance.

I felt stubborn though, and groggy from being up much of the night thinking back on the things Nicholas had said. I would undoubtedly pay for it later today.

For now, however, I could rest. Elva was still dozing soundly beside me

I rolled to the side, enough to peer over, down at Nicholas on the ground. He had his arms crossed over his chest and his eyelids closed. He seemed to be sleeping as well.

Good. Then I truly did have a few minutes to wake slowly. I liked mornings like this, where nothing felt urgent. They had always been a rare gift to me.

Still on my side, I watched the way Nicholas's chest rose and fell with his deep breathing. His face was stern, as if he was having a dream about giving some kind of orders or reprimand.

I wondered what he dreamed about.

Could it be anything like my dreams? Although with that stern expression, I doubted he was dreaming of a blissful family life.

"Mommy...?"

I rolled over, away from Nicholas and toward my daughter instead. She was rubbing her eyes with one hand.

"Is it time to wake up?" Elva asked. Content belong to NôvelDráma. Org.

*Soon," I said. "We can sleep in a bit, though. There's no rush."

"Okay," she said. She blinked a few times, then met my gaze. "Is Nick-lass still here?"

I nodded. "He's sleeping, so we should keep our voices low. We don't want to wake him."

She lowered her voice. "He stayed all night?"

said, keeping my voice low as well.

under the covers. She pulled them

with that. Her smile widened as she said, "So when will he be my new daddy? Soon,

let her down gently, or at the very least, temper her expectations. But my own fantasies had been running so rampant lately, that what I should do and what I wanted to

her, "Is that something you

"Then he'd stay with

dreams were so similar to my own. What I wouldn't give to

work out that way. I could be eliminated at the next ceremony. Or the King and Queen could simply deem me unsuitable. Or Nicholas could choose someone else. Despite everything, Bridget was still

I could begin to tell Elva anything. Nicholas let out a loud yawn and

sit up. He stretched out all of his limbs, almost as if to make a big show of

he had actually been asleep a moment ago and hadn't

a few times, then looked between Elva and me. I held my

and I huffed out a deep exhale of

and

the day's clothes for us both, ushered Elva into the

for us, and then, we all headed down

the stairs, the tension in the air on

being shorter than usual with the staff as she barked orders. This in turn, caused all of the staff to seem more stressed then too. Drinks were

started walking toward the chaos. "Selma?

to see any of this, Prince Nicholas," she said and seemed genuinely ashamed. "I just don't know what

matter?"

feed them. What do they even eat? I received a list of dietary restrictions from the Ambassador. My prince,

her and patted her shoulder gently, offering support. He looked hopelessly back at me. I nodded at him, knowing and understanding that he was

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"I'll see if

"Oh, thank you so much,

be alright," Nicholas

with a curious though somewhat

down at her. "Nicholas is going to take care of this, alright? You know we can

The fear ebbed from her expression. Yes, she knew she