Chapter l320
The Luna Choosing Game
Chapter 0320
Looking around, I searched for another exit. There was another door further down, but it was more barred than the first, not just latched but also wedged with a piece of wood.
Okay. So the doors were out.
Giving up on the doors, I looked along the banister instead.
There. An old oak stood nearby with long, sturdy-looking branches. If I crawled up onto the banister, I could reach out and catch one of the limbs. Then I could climb down.
It wouldnât be the most delicate maneuver. Iâd likely ruin my nightgown and my thin sl*ppers, but ruining a few pieces of delicate clothing seemed a fair trade for not freezing to death.
I used to climb trees all the time when I was a kid. This wouldnât be any different than that, right?
Like riding a bicycle, once you learn, you never truly forgot. At least, thatâs what I hoped.
I climbed up onto the banister, and reached out for the tree. I put some weight on it. It didnât creak or cra ck. Safe, then.
Carefully, I lifted myself up onto the branch, then shimmied closer to the trunk. Once there, I began the arduous process of descending. The balcony had been on the second floor, so the ground wasnât too far. This gave me more confidence than it should have.
I jumped down to the next lowest branch. I had not tested the weight this time.
The branch snapped in half, and down, down I fell.
I reached my hands out, desperate to cling to something. I grabbed handfuls of leaves, a few acorns, but nothing to stop my fall.
âHey!â someone called from the ground.
I braced myself.
A loud thud sounded. Someone said, âOof.â
The ground was a lot softer than I thought it would be.
I opened my eyes and found myself on top of Julian.
Quickly, I rushed up to my feet. âIâm so sorry!â
âAre you alright?â he asked, each word a pained grunt. âIâm fine,â I said. âAnd you?â
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Groaning, he pushed himself onto his feet. I grabbed him by the elbow to help him up. âIâll live,â he said, and dusted away some of the grass from his backside.
âWhat were you doing out here?â I asked him. No one else was around, not even Brian. And Julian was still wearing his dayâs clothes, like he hadnât gone to bed yet.
âSometimes I like to walk and clear my head,â he said. He looked up. âPiper, why were you in that tree?â
âOh,â I said and pointed to the second floor. âI had gotten accidentally locked on the balcony.â
Julian frowned at me. âWhy in the world were you on the balcony at this time of night?â
âIâd gotten a noteâ¦â My cheeks began to burn. The embarrassment that had dissipated with the fall returned tenfold. Of course, of all people, Julian would be the one to rescue me.
If I told him the truth, heâd never let me live it down. But why lie would I even tell? Heâs see right through it. T
âIt said to meet someone there at midnightâ¦â
âAnd you thought it would be Nicholas.â He crossed his arms.
I nodded.
His gaze narrowed. âWho was it really?â
âJoyce,â I said.
His eyes widened a little. âMy brother Joyce?â
âI donât know any othersâ¦â
Julian looked troubled. It was unusual, even I knew that. Julian seemed to know more than me.
âWe should go,â he said and took hold of my arm. âNow.â
His urgency seemed unwarranted.
âBack to my room? I donât think anyoneâs awake yet.â
âNot to your room,â Julian said. âTo find Nicholas.â
I nearly tripped, but Julianâs hold on my arm kept me upright. âNicholas? Why?â
Julianâs frown seemed permanent. âI have a very bad feeling.â