The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0116

I forced myself to my feet. The tailor, after making sure I was upright and unharmed, immediately rushed from the room to retrieve a towel and a servant to clean the mess.

My soggy notes were beginning to fall apart in my hands, to wet to even maintain their paper shape.

“Linda,” I said, going to her.

She scrunched her nose as I came close, as if the very sight of me disgusted her. I was disheveled now, true, with my gown damp in some places and my hair a mess. But even so…

“Can I have those names again?” I asked. I knew she had written them down same as me.

She quickly hid her notepad from my sight. “If you lost those names, then this is on you, Piper. You need

to learn to take responsibility.” She narrowed her eyes. “We wouldn’t want anyone to think you had unfair

advantage.”

“It’s not like that,” I said.

She continued on, like I hadn’t said anything. “At least half of our table will look good, and the royal

able to tell who

spirit of the event,” I

the Luna is supposed

are a hindrance, not an adversary. Surely the

and out the door. The other girls all shunned me, except for

sympathetic wave.

we had

upon. I tried

preferences, after

hour. Using that knowledge, maybe I could at least make a compatible half of the table,

could guesstimate were maybe correct, I rushed

there, pouring over the pages, when one of the King’s servants found

summoned to stand in audience

wasn’t the servant’s fault that

I

chin in defiance, and decided to face my inevitable end. I only hoped Nicholas could hear of it and intervene before I was hanged for treason, or some other charge.

led me out of the kitchen and around the

head of a six–person table. When the servant and I approached, he offered

Sit.” It wasn’t