The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0544

Eventually, though, we both gave in to our more mature impulses and separated so Nicholas could get dressed. He slipped on his shorts, and then held up the shirt that had been our blanket.

It was almost certainly ruined: wrinkled and covered in sand, with a few mystery wet spots here and there. He rolled it up into a tight ball and held it in his hand.

I lifted a brow at him.

*I think I'd only generate more questions by wearing this as it is," he said.

Yeah, he was probably right.

Back home, the two of us returning from somewhere with him being shirtless would have people wondering, but here, we were surrounded by beach and ocean. Sunbathing could be a perfectly logical explanation for his state of dress - or rather, undress.

No one should really think better of it.

happen. Bridget might as well, especially now that she knew the truth of Nicholas's

didn't want to bother thinking about her

with a

the very least, I needed to check

of the alcove and around the beach. We went the opposite way from the deck where most likely everyone else had gathered. Near the front

and touching my arm,

more servants, larger men, walked around Charlotte: one at either side of her

from Nicholas's hold - which wasn't overly difficult. He must have let me go. Then I rushed

to look at me, even as the other servants kept her ever

to the others to keep going, then hurried to intercept me. "Remember the quarantine!" Selma said. She held out her arms, blocking my path. She was slighter than me, I could have likely overtaken her. But that didn't seem appropriate. Even if I did, even if I fought all of them, Charlotte wouldn't be allowed

one of the few allies I had here, especially when I had no idea what the King had

my side. He didn't touch me again, but he stood silently beside me in solidarity. I was

anymore. With the plane loaded up, the closed the door, and then, a little while later, the plane took

there, watching, for as long as I could. Nicholas