The sickened luna’s last chance

As if any of that helped me in the end.

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But at least it allowed me to help Anya and spend more time with her, so I wasn’t complaining now.

It was nearly midnight on the night before the event when disaster struck. I’d been working on the final section of beading along the hem, my eyelids drooping from exhaustion, when my elbow knocked into the container holding the extra beads.

Time seemed to slow as the container tipped, then tumbled off the edge of Anya’s bed. Glass beads exploded across the floor and scattered in every direction.

“Oh no,” Anya gasped, scrambling to her feet. “There’s no time to buy more beads and I need that exact amount for the dress, so we have to make sure we find them all!”

I nodded, already jumping up and helping Anya pick up the spilt beads. They seemed to have multiplied when they fell, hundreds turning into thousands upon thousands. A good portion of them rolled underneath the door and into the hallway.

“I’ll go get those,” I said once we’d cleaned up the main mess in the room, already moving toward the door. “You keep working on the beading.”

Anya nodded, looking just as exhausted as I felt, and sat back down on the bed with the container of beads and the dress. I quietly slipped out the door, taking care not to wake the other sleeping

servants.

the hallway. I carefully crawled around, picking up each one and tucking it into my pocket. Just as I was reaching for the last one, however, my hand hit it and it rolled away down the corridor like it had a mind

corridor, watching it zigzag across the polished wood floor. It rolled past the library, past the sitting

had been left slightly ajar. I pushed the door open wider and

had come to rest against the leg of a

fist around the cool glass. Only then did I look up and realize where

Alexander’s bedroom.

caught as my eyes fell on

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with deep inhales

He looked so…

Handsome.

brief months. The man who used to tangle up with me in those very sheets, whose

I loved for that little window of bliss between all

he was beautiful. Even now, even after everything, some traitorous part of me