The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0465 At the airport, we were led onto the tarmac to board a smaller private jet.

The royal jet, though small, lacked for no luxury. The seats were the finest leather. There was a sitting room and a large television.

I'd never really been on a plane before at all, much less a fancy one like this.

But I had seen what a cramped regular plane was supposed to be like on television and in movies. So I knew this was something much more elaborate and different.

Despite the large area for mingling, I led Elva to the forward-facing chairs with seatbelts. Like me, Elva had never been on a plane either. I had heard that taking off and landing were the

scariest parts. I didn’t want her to be scared.

However, as we sat in our chairs, she swung her legs back and forth like a dance, and sung to herself absentmindedly, like she hadn’t a care in the world. She seemed totally relaxed, ready for anything. Though maybe she just didn’t know what was to come.

“It’s going to be okay, Elva,” I told her, not for the first time. “If you get scared at any point —” “I know, Mommy. I’m not scared.” That wasn’t the first time she’d said that either.

When everyone and the luggage was boarded, the pilots turned the plane toward the runway. I held onto the armrests of my leather seat with both

hands, after securing both mine and Elva’s belts for the fourth time.

Elva just looked out the window. She was still singing her mindless song.

“Elva...” “Not scared, Mommy.” The engines kicked on. The plane rumbled.

My fingernails dug into the leather.

Elva continued to sing.

The plane shot forward.

“Woohoo!” The plane then lifted, up off the ground, higher

pressed back

was fairly certain I'd left my stomach back

held on for

and laughed, like this was a carnival ride and she was enjoying herself

leveled out, I started to

said. Her face was pressed to the window, her finger tapping it. Beyond her, I could see down to the city below. The houses looked like toy blocks. The people

hands were shaking. No, my entire body was trembling. The blood was draining from my

anyone travel

or she might read my energy and freak out too. But where could I go on such a small plane? People were everywhere!

hurried to stand. “I have to go to the bathroom,” I said to

of bathrooms. Just

smirk quirked like he might make some quip, but then he took a

“You alright?” he asked.

flown before,” I said. By now, my voice was shaking too, just like the rest of me. God, I was having a

into the bathroom with him. Behind me,

tiny, much too small for two people. Our knees bumped even as we stood in front of each other. But the enclosed space was comforting. In this room, I couldn’t see the clouds or the small

arm slipped around my waist and he tugged me into him. I

me some time, and a lot of concentration to match him. “There you go.” © “Julian...” “you don’t have to say anything, Piper.” He wasn’t going to make fun of me then. Not about this. That was as much a comfort as his warmth and the strength of his arm

want Elva to

after a few moments.

right?” I laughed a little. It wasn’t entirely honest, still nervous, but it

her to the carnival when it came to town. She’s too young to ride the bigger things, but she likes some of the kiddie rides.” “She’s going to

I said.

“Nah.” Julian rubbed his hand up and down my back. If I was a cat, I would have purred. “She’s a good kid. She'll grow up to be a good adult. Just like her mom. Nothing to worry about.” I smiled at the compliment. Julian knew that technically Jane was Elva’s mother, but for

“Thank you,” I said.