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?"

I said, keeping my voice low as well. "Protecting

as she wiggled under the covers. She pulled them up higher, closer to her chin. "I like Nick-lass."

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

"Is that

Elva said. "Then he'd stay with us

similar to my own. What I wouldn't give to have Nicholas belong to us

with my fantasies, I should still let Elva know that it might not work out that way. I could be eliminated at the next ceremony. Or

anything. Nicholas let out a loud yawn and I snap my mouth

was noisy as he began to sit up. He stretched out all of his limbs,

asleep a

and me. I held my breath, expecting

he asked, and I huffed out

Elva said and hopped out of

day's clothes for us both,

and then, we all headed down

off the stairs, the tension in the air on

she barked orders. This in turn, caused all of the staff to seem more stressed then too. Drinks were getting messed up or spilled. The person mopping the

immediately started walking toward the chaos. "Selma? What

this, Prince Nicholas," she said and seemed genuinely ashamed. "I

the matter?" Nicholas

how to feed them. What do they even eat? I received a list of dietary restrictions from the Ambassador. My prince, I don't even know what some things on

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

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see if I can sort

she sniffed. "Oh, thank you so much, your royal Highness. You are

will be alright,"

who was watching the scene with a curious though somewhat frightened expression. Seeing a grown woman lose her composure likely frightened the poor

is going to take care of this, alright? You know

nodded. The fear ebbed from her expression.