The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0091

“That does create a dilemma, doesn’t it?”

Julian picked up where I left off. The disappointed look had vanished now, replaced with an almost… pride? Impossible. He most likely just wanted more mischief.

If we let Piper go now, wouldn’t the public have questions?”

“What do we care for their questions?” The Queen tapped her spoon on the edge of her teacup. “When the final selections are chosen, Piper’s shortcomings will become obvious in comparison. No one will be

able to deny it.”

“Well said, dear.” The King turned in his chair to watch the television, dismissing the conversation totally.

Fury burned in my blood. Yet I was powerless. Ultimately, despite what everyone was told about this first elimination ceremony, the King and Queen made the final choices about who would go and who would

stay.

Rankings were arbitrary numbers that they would raise and lower to fit their vision.

The deck was stacked against Piper, no matter how well she had done in the actual events. And she had

done exceedingly well.

Julian’s usual smile seemed tighter somehow. I still didn’t understand the relationship between Piper and him, or what he hoped to gain from it. Yet, in this instance, I could see him plotting. and I was grateful that it was likely in an effort to get Piper to

a way to allow her to remain,

the rest of our breakfast in silence, before we set out to go our separate ways for the day. No sooner had I stepped out of my

of an incoming call from Mark. Quickly, I accepted and brought

to maintain my rested heartrate. He would only

solely to guard Elva, any problem could be dire.

“Elva ran away

on the phone. It creaked in my

added quickly. “But I thought you would want to know

her to her mother at

that requested patience. “She is looking for

in my chest. “Give

far as the garage. I found

“Nick–lass!” and ran toward me at top speed.

knee and opened my arms. I braced myself as she tackled into me, catching her

strong embrace.

eyes and sniffled

combed my fingers through her hair, hoping to bring her some comfort. “What’s the matter,