The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0115

Later, I had to attend another meeting with Linda, this time to coordinate our outfit choices with the

tailor.

Linda was so furious, she was practically on fire. Her entire face was a bright red. Her lips were twisted into a snarl. Her brow was lowered.

Nicholas and I had taken away all of her power with our press conference today, and she knew it.

The tailor politely cleared his throat. “Would you like some cold water, miss?”

Linda sharp gaze shifted onto him and he winced.

“It’s just that… well… your color is all wrong. It will be hard to match fabrics when you are not at your

usual tones.”

“Well, make it work anyway!” Linda snapped.

Inside, I felt victorious. I had silenced Linda, stopped her blackmail, and so far, the King has left me

alone.

the other pairs of

Prince Julian. Now, Prince Nicholas?” someone whispered. I looked in

tell who had said

I heard someone

“Whore

Text to go.

many whispers, one after the next. But I could

a drink of water, if you must,”

tailor scurried away from

tell you, all you have done is speed up your own demise. I was willing to work

just barely tolerated me before. I could see their looks of hatred now. Their

Mark had promised we’d have an answer from them today. I truly hoped they agreed. I could already feel the knives

normal and we could continue. The tailor made many suggestions, and I scribbled them down on the

not just the basic shades. The names were complicated things, with a long

the fabric by name, not mere color,” the tailor said. “A

half step apart will be instantly noticeable in the sunlight.

our hour–long consultation, I was tired from trying on fabrics and listening to Linda’s complaints. I

attention to the foot that had suddenly come into my path. Nor the tray of

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