Nicholas held Elva safe and secure in his arms as he stood to his full height. Elva buried her face into the corner of his neck and shoulder. He gently patted her back.

He glanced down at Elva, his gaze so tender that it made my heart clench.

“There, there,” he whispered. “You are safe now.”

“Oh my God,” said one of the other girls in the room, fanning herself. “Of course he’s good with children.”

“Someone pinch me,” said another. “I think I’m dreaming.”

Nicholas’s soft expression hardened as he glared out at the rest of the room. “Whose child is this? Why is she here?”

I started forward, but the girl in the pink dress spoke before I could reach him.

“An outsider sneaked in, unless she’s a maid.”

Some of the other girls snickered at my expense.

“She can’t be a participant,” another girl fake-whispered, loud enough for half-the room to hear. “I thought we had to be virgins, and she’s got a kid.”

I wanted to disappear into a corner. Whether virgin or not, I was nothing compared to the rest of these girls.

My clothes weren’t as nice as theirs, and my figure wasn’t like what it had been at the Academy. I’d lost much of my musculature. I was skinny from too many nights of skipped dinners.

Elva’s wellbeing had always come before my own.

Her sake was the only reason I continued forward rather than hide in embarrassment. I stopped only when I reached Nicholas.

He looked at me, and I looked at him.

I’d forgotten how gorgeous his eyes were, golden brown with flakes of green. When we’d dated, I had spent hours looking at them, trying to memorize that color, but it had seemed different each time.

Before, when I’d stared long enough, I could earn a bashful smile from him. Now, his face was totally devoid of emotion. He looked at me like I was a stranger.

Did he… not recognize me?

Unless he truly had

save face. I could be a great embarrassment to him, showing up

Maybe he hated me.

The girl in pink

monotone. Another moment of staring at me blankly, then he turned and walked

Elva, so I followed him. He led me to

remember that per the selection rules, you aren’t to be

man, who

is an

The man bowed

them. A servant stepped forward and closed the door behind us, leaving

stomach churned. I thought I might be sick. I had never imagined I’d meet Nicholas again, and especially not

see me as I was? To see me here,

who seemed at ease against his chest. She must have cried herself to

once, his perfect façade cracked.

stayed gentle on Elva,

my child from me?”

stop. I blinked once, twice, but, no, I couldn’t make sense

Eloquently, I said, “Huh?”

was three years

been so young then, too eager and

when he’d climaxed. But,

face retained its anger, but the certainty that fueled it seemed to slide into bewilderment. His

hoping

Nicholas wanted children. He’d even said so on television. For me to hide a child from him would have

her name.

widened a moment, before the anger returned tenfold.

say, he seemed to struggle to get it out. He swallowed

me and Elva.

But I wouldn’t tell that to Nicholas. Elva was mine in

answer some unspoken question for him, and he started

startled. What could

immediately cut off

onto one of the plush couches in the

at Mommy,” came Elva’s

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