The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0228

That night, Julian came to escort me down to the cellars so that we could explore the tunnel again. He

waited to speak until we were clear of the other candidate’s rooms, but once we had descended the

staircase, he case me a sideways look.

“I heard about what happened,” he said.

My hand tightened on his arm, bunching up the sleeve of his black shirt.

“She was in my room, Julian. She could have been right next to me. Or Elva. If Elva hadn’t wanted to see

that fabric in the morning, we might have never known Jane was there at all. What could she even want to

do with that fabric? It was just a small piece?”

“Some kind of mind game, most likely. Or an attempt to sabotage you.”

I supposed either of those were possible, but I just didn’t know. I hated not knowing.

“But if she’s trying to sabotage me, why would she need to go into the other girls‘ rooms?” I asked.

Julian abruptly stopped walking. I did too, since our arms were looped together.

He looked at me, a touch of something like worry in his eyes. “What did you just say?”

in him. Then I explained, “Tiffany

Jane wandering around the castle. She’s even gone into some of the girls‘ rooms.

think it’s me.”

and acting suspicious. She’s trying to pit all the other candidates against you.”

least, not the only reason. “If I get

able

frowned. The expression was unusual on Julian’s face. He typically concealed his anger behind a mask of fake cheer or a knife–edged smirk. Like this, he looked

murderous.

low and dangerous. “When you and Elva are outside

cameras, you’ll be much easier targets.”

into an uncomfortable knot. I didn’t want

sense. Without the safety of the palace, I would be more

do to save

intense focus in his eyes gave me pause. He looked

in this moment.

tugged me forward. “We should tell

way into the cellar, where Nicholas and a guard were already waiting. Nicholas was glaring at the ground when we walked in.

arrive.

into the room and then released my arm.

between us both before settling his gaze on me. He still

but his hard glare softened, looking at

I had told Julian,

elicited a colorful string of curses, some words of which I’d

the dinner