The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0307

Things were direr than even Charlotte had made it seem.

My stomach twisted into knots. The people’s accusations weren’t limited to singular nouns. They weren’t just talking about Terry and no one else.

The use of plural told me they meant the entire royal family, including Nicholas. This meant he was in grave danger. If the people turned on the royal family, if they thought to overthrow them, they would not stop with just the King.

Flashes of Nicholas trapped in a prison cell came through my mind. Or worse. Maybe they would kill him.

The dark thoughts took hold of my heart so strongly that I couldn’t remember where I had been headed. I only knew where I wanted to go now: to see Nicholas, to place my eyes on him. and know that he was safe.

I darted in the direction of his personal rooms. Along the way, I noticed the increased number of guards around the palace. At first, I chalked it up to the increase in the number of protestors. It made sense to increase the protection of the royal family when they were being threatened.

But then, as I came around the corner, I heard a set of voices, and recognized that these. guards were here for a more specific purpose.

To personally guard their princes, Nicholas and Julian. As well as to…

“We’ve thoroughly checked this passageway, Sir,” said one of the guards. “It was clear.”

Nicholas said. “Keep a guard posted there. This one leads to the kitchens, which is a pivotal location. We cannot

Sir,” said the guard.

from which I heard the voices, and found Nicholas and Julian peering over a familiar set of maps and blueprints. We’d used those blueprints to

passageway

had led from the cellar to Terry’s

middle of the wall. A bookcase had been shoved out of the way. A painting had been knocked to the ground. No one had

There you are. We were hoping you would

I

eyes met mine, held them for a moment, and

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wider, as if to compensate for Nicholas’s coldness. He didn’t have to do that. I knew I was the one to blame for the wall between Nicholas and myself now.

closer, so I walked to his side. He traced his finger

next. One

for the ones that aren’t on this map,”

soldiers dig through his private documents, searching for his own personal maps, but so far we’ve come up empty.”

kept everything,” Nicholas