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

will be able to tell who

the spirit of the event,” I said. “We’re

the Luna is supposed

You are a hindrance, not an adversary. Surely the royal family will understand that.”

by me and out the door. The other girls all

sympathetic wave.

at the fabrics left strewn at the place where we had been, but

had decided upon. I tried to remember what

the very least, I could guess about Linda’s preferences, after having heard

I could at least make a compatible half of the table, even

guesstimate were maybe correct, I rushed down to the kitchen to look through

when one of

in audience with

wasn’t the servant’s fault that I

I doubted I would

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

around the winding hallways until we

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

wasn’t a question.