The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0538 ‘I don’t know anything about running a nation,” I said.

“You are learning, and you're learning quickly. Think of all the events, Piper.

You've done so well. And the times that you hadn't were because there were plots set against you.” “Plots against me are part of the competition. I should be able to weather them with grace, not let them tear me down like I do.” “No, Piper. There are advisors who should worry about that. Or people like me. All you would have to do as Luna is care about the Kingdom's people, which you already do, and about Nicholas. He would be a better king with you at his side.” : I blinked, startled. Here Julian was, 1/6 Ee =

Chapter 0538 I talking about Nicholas as if the line of succession had already been decided.

"Don’t you want a chance at the throne?” I asked him.

Julian laughed a little. I didn't like how hollow it sounded, though it didnt last long. “My father has only ever looked in my direction long enough to scold me. His first choice has always been Nicholas. I'm not sure my father would ever see enough redeeming qualities in me to think I'm a good enough son, let alone a man fit to be king.” I didn't like when he talked about himself like this, as if he didn’t carry the makings of a good king, or a good person.

“I think you would be a fine king,” I said.

Julian's smiled turned genuine again, a el

even if I would be an okay king, I'd never be as good a leader as Nicholas. Am I wrong?” I wanted to argue with him, to continue to help lift his spirits. But the fact

Nicholas would

to say so

answer. My refusal to say anything was affirmation

said. “I know my shortcomings and Nicholas’s many virtues. If you think Nicholas would rule better than me, you're right.” “I'm sorry,” I said again, because I felt like I

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to feel second best, but this wasn’t a topic I

worry about it.” A hint of awkwardness fell over us then. We both turned our attention away from each other and looked

Nicholas and Bridget were talking, their bare feet standing in the soft wet sand as the waves gently washed over their

cameramen. One came super close to the pair, practically sticking the

as bat an eyelash

and only getting