The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0621

That evening, after dinner, I met Nicholas and Mark near the front door of the palace. Then, we walked to the waiting car and a driver took us to Susie's family estate.

As pulled through the gate, I was amazed by the sheer size of the building. It wasn't the size of the palace, but the palace was the palace. A single family home had no need to be this giant. What could they possibly do with so many rooms? Did they always have people over?

The driver pulled around the front driveway, straight up to the double door entrance. We exited the car and go to the door. Nicholas stood up front, with Mark slightly behind him to his left. I was slightly behind to his right.

Nicholas leaned forward and pressed the doorbell.

A moment passed. Then two. Nicholas cleared his throat. Mark and I glanced at each other.

Then, in a rush, the door pulled open, revealing a very nervous-looking butler.

*Prince Nicholas! Forgive my lateness. How may we assist you?" the butler asked, bowing low.

"I'm here to speak with the master and mistress of this household," Nicholas said formally.

"At once," the butler said. He ushered us inside and then led us to a sitting room with bookcases built into the walls. "I beg your pardon. As you have arrived unannounced, my master and mistress need to time get ready. I will ask them to make haste. If you will excuse me."

He bowed again, repeatedly, as he backed out of the room.

When he was gone, I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. "We've made it this far," I said.

*This was the easy part," Nicholas said.

Mark began to pace.

I noticed, throughout the room, several antiques. In fact, most of the room seemed to be filled with antiques: furniture, vases, even the books on the shelves seemed old yet untouched.

The place seemed like a museum, full of beautiful things but totally spotless and sterile. It didn't look lived in. It didn't feel like a home at all.

tried to imagine a child playing

traditional in the nobility. They will not like that

are the

door. But they will attempt to stonewall us from here. I can guarantee, when they arrive, the first

I was skeptical.

all the things in this room. Their expressions were tight and

they said and bowed in unison. "We thank you for your visit, but you must grant us a favor by returning at a

lifted a brow in surprise. Nicholas was right. They really didn't waste time

with a firm, decisive voice that indicated that line of talking was now

like to see my friend Susie while

at each other. The father spoke first, "I'm afraid that won't be possible. Maybe you haven't heard? Susie will be dropping from the competition. She

"Though I

Sir," the mother said.

I

course," the

give us any answers, were they? And they certainly seemed like they

couldn't live

speak to Susie. We are her friends and just worried for her health. It's unlike

are another candidate from the

"That's right."

her letters," the mother said. She looked at the

went tighter still. He sighed as he frowned.

mother said, coming closer to me. "Perhaps... it wouldn't be so terrible for you, and you alone, to speak with Susie. She might... do well to see a

wouldn't

would be very happy

was waiting. "Our servant

you, ma'am,"

before I could leave. "May I speak to you privately a moment before you

Susie's parents. They nodded