The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0117

I went carefully still. Oh, I was starting to see now, where his anger came from. Dating a commoner was one thing, a mistake that could be easily forgotten, but for a noble and a commoner to share a child was a grave error that usually ended in someone’s untimely demise.

The King leaned forward in the chair. “You understand the importance in this, even if you couldn’t before, yes? You must reveal who the true father is, to clear up this… misunderstanding.”

My thoughts moved in a whirlwind, but I couldn’t think of a lie convincing enough. The truth was, I had no idea who the baby’s father was. I had thought it might be someone in the underground organization, but I couldn’t be sure. And I had no names to even begin searching.

Theoretically, only my sister knew the father of her child. Even then, with everything she had been involved in, I wasn’t sure she could be certain either.

“A royal illegitimate child is a threat to the order of succession. Even if she is not Nicholas’s child, the perception that she is would be enough to cause ruin under those that wish to rebel against us.”

I understood the danger here. The King would protect his bloodline. If I didn’t say the right thing, Elval

and I both might perish.

“She’s just a little girl,” I said, fear squeezing my chest. I couldn’t get enough air. “Please don’t hurt her.”

“I will have no need to, if you give me a name. One name, Piper. Who is the father of that child?”

I hadn’t been part

But surely he would understand, if

was death

Worse, Elva’s death.

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eyes and wished for Nicholas. I didn’t know where he was, but he swore he would protect

1. Where was he when I needed him? Why wasn’t he here?

if he was with Elva, he would keep her

see the King rise from his

waved for his guards. “Or did I need to arrange for more substantial questioning, I am trying to be civil. Do not make this

interrupting a party in here,” said

but Julian masterfully sidestepped him, then

around him.

not paying much attention to the guards closing in or the King with his hands curled into fists on the

“Not now, Julian.”

is.” Spotting me, he came to stand behind my