The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0369

The King and Queen watched from atop their thrones as the princes danced with and among the candidates and guests, while the cameras swooped in and out to capture all.

We kept our smiles bright, eager to show how much fun we were having – all to maintain our standing in the competition, of course.

My cheeks were starting to hurt from how big and fake I was smiling. Fake laughter sounded all around me, every contestant competing with each other for the royal family’s attention – as well as for the cameras.

Eventually, as Julian was swirling me around the dance floor, I noticed Susie standing near the edge of it. Her smile was shaky. She seemed more nervous than happy, even to pretend.

I tapped Julian on the shoulder and motioned toward Susie. “I need to talk to

her.”

He understood and released me. “I’ll make the rounds.” He instantly

disappeared back among the dancers, with a new partner now. He switched so quickly, I didn’t even see who it was.

It didn’t really matter, though, so I hurried to Susie’s side instead. Relief covered her face the moment she noticed me.

“Piper. Thank goodness.’

“What’s going on?” I asked her.

She worried her hands together. “I can’t do this.”

“Do what? Dance?” I knew she could dance. I’d seen her do the steps countless times before. She’d even taught me a few moves.

“Pretend,” she said.

I stepped beside her and we both looked out over the dance floor. From this angle, the scrunched up too-much smiling faces seemed extra unnerving. It looked like everyone had a clown mask on. Only Julian looked truly genuine, though he was the best actor.

Nicholas was dancing with Olivia, I noticed. He wasn’t smiling at all, but a prince didn’t really need to. Olivia seemed pleased. She wasn’t overselling it.

was laughing so loudly, smile so big, that it hurt

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so phony right now,” Susie said, “I know we need to try to lift the spirits of

that she sought out my

if it wasn’t, what kind of message was it truly sending? Sorry you are experiencing such strife, at least all the rich elites are still

inappropriate.

to try. If part of the public unease was distrust in the stability of the

players or strategists. We were just two young

I remembered Julian’s words, before he pulled me onto the

instead of pretending,” I told Susie now, “We could try to have

if surprised. Did she think we

aren’t

“Of course,” she said.

start

mine and pulled

she asked, though went along

and the practiced dances. Let me show you some

I started a dance that mimics pushing a shopping cart. “Then you reach,” I said, and lifted my arm up, as if pulling an item off the shelf, then mimicked placing said item

were wide, even as her smile grew bigger, more honest. “That looks

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I said. “It’s so fun.

dance. It was a bit strange, doing such an informal dance while listening to an orchestra, but a

imagined shopping cart and then laughed and laughed. “Wait, what if I

and messed up the entire beat, but it was so funny, watching Susie in her

so hard I

antics quickly drew the

that dance? I’ve never seen

shopping cart dance,”

A few of the guests followed along. Susie came out of her shell a bit, perhaps seeing how much they actually

with people, young and old,