Chapter 266

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Chapter 266

Ella

A few days later, the second competition for the Luna Trial was announced: etiquette.

“I’m not sure how well I’ll do,” Anya said as she practiced her curtsy in front of my bedroom mirror. “I’ve never had real training… Just what my mom taught me.”

“I can teach you a few tricks,” I said absentmindedly as I rocked a sleeping Lucien in my arms.

Anya whirled toward me with wide eyes. “You’d really do that?” I nodded, and she furrowed her brow. “Have you had etiquette training?”

Of course I had. It was the number–one thing my father drilled into my head from a very young age. A future Luna had to know how to curtsy, how to pour tea, how to hold cutlery the right way and all of the other things that came with the job.

I was practicing how to walk with a book on my head like a diligent little

father couldn’t even be

point. And so, with a smile, I stood and said, “I’ve picked up a few

her skills were already improving and she was chattering away about how hard

couple of weeks later came the day of the second trial. I didn’t put much thought into it, figuring that it would be easy to fumble: trip over my feet a few times, spill some tea, slouch a bit. And even if I somehow made it to the next round, at least I knew I


looked nervous as they milled around the estate’s grand ballroom, whispering amongst themselves about proper curtsying techniques and which fork to use for the salad

the windows. I looked over to see Sophia standing with her gaggle of admirers around her–which was considerably smaller

from the corners of my eyes as Sophia picked up a book and set it delicately atop her rather intricate updo. The other girls oohed and ahhed as she twirled, curtsied, and even crouched to pick something up

stood, her gaze snapped to me. A sneer stretched across her face at the sight of me,

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sob story? Even for a few desperate minutes while I was in labor, I’d actually considered that she might be telling the truth. That she was trying to

Sophia was the same scheming, self–centered woman she’d always been–Alexander’s perfect

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