The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0585

And, frankly, Bridget was far too selfish to be a good queen. She cared about the title and the power. But what good would she actually bring to the nation? If she only cared about herself, how could she possibly empathize with the kingdom's people?

I shook my head. I was still furious.

*If you are responsible for what's happening with Ronan," I said, "you had better pray that no one finds out about it, or your entire reputation could be in shambles. You want to be queen so badly, but what happens when you fail? Don't you want a life to return to?"

"I won't fail," Bridget said with unfailing confidence.

I could barely believe what she was saying. "Is it really worth the risk?"

Bridget lifted her chin. "Anything is worth becoming queen."

It wasn't an admittance of responsibility of Ronan, but it was a near thing. She certainly wasn't denying it.

a different person than I'd been used to. The veneer had

bit of fear spurred inside

for the crown. She

voice devoid of all emotion. "With Ronan still out there on the loose... I hope he doesn't do anything too

me then and

stood alone in the kitchen, trembling slightly, looking down at the mess of melted ice cream and pint containers

was in over my head here. I'd known that from the start, but... I hadn't realized it was like this. I could handle the bullying,

look

felt as if not only would I have to watch my back for Ronan, but also for Bridget

far. Bridget was so cutthroat. I didn't know if I'd

past, I couldn't be sure, until Nicholas came walking through the

so long that I..." His voice trailed as he gaze around the room, taking in the mess and my shaking form. Immediately, he took two long strides forward