The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0460

I tried to smile as well, at least when the cameras were facing me. Constantly being filmed was beginning to be exhausting.

“I recently announced the results of the theater event,” Nathan said. “Well, today, I am excited to announce the rewards.”

Suddenly, everyone perked up, like our coffee had all kicked in at once. Rewards hadn’t been discussed beforehand, so this was all new to us. What would it be this time? Another private date with a prince?

“I’m happy to announce that the top ranking candidates, one for each prince – ”

Sighs sounded throughout the room.

Nathan continued, unperturbed. “–will accompany Nicholas and Julian on a special trip to the royal family’s private island along our southern coast.”

Jessica spoke up in the silence. “Prince Joyce will not be there?”

Nathan, nervide-eyeing the cameras, cleared his throat. He knew then, as well as I did, that Joyce was locked down in the dungeons for being a brainwashed traitor. Veronica had been working with Joyce, but unlike with teleportation, I don’t think she had made any progress yet.

“Unfortunately, Prince Joyce is still under the weather,” Nathan said.

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held. “Now. As this trip is only extended to the top candidate for each prince, only three individuals will be invited.”

a lavish reward. Glancing at Bridget, I wondered if the royal family had designed it exclusively to impress her. Or to get her and Nicholas alone in a romantic place, so as

rankings. I had no shot of going on this trip. Instead, I’d have to stay here and drive myself

though. He’d have to endure every terrible moment. I tried to think about the rankings, wondering which of us three would join him. Tiffany

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the event. That meant

to Bridget, Veronica, and Jessica,” Nathan announced, and then hammed for the

To herself, she muttered, “What

without Prince Joyce?”

yourself,” I said to her. A free vacation to the beach? “Get a tan, swim in the ocean, have boat drinks with the umbrellas.”

words seemed to lift her and she laughed. “Maybe a curly

hanging on the glass,” I added.

but then she began to talk. “It must be hard staying