Chapter l94
The Luna Choosing Game
Chapter 0094
7 hope you can understand and respect Nicholasâs need to move on from the train wreck you once shared together,â the King continued.
I swallowed thickly, fear mixing with anger. What Nicholas and I had was special, not anything like a terrible accident. Weâd cared deeply for each other. Iâd had to leave him for his own sake, but I had never stopped caring about him.
Yet as annoyed as the accusation made me, I did understand the Kingâs point of view. Nicholas had revealed to me that he was still hung up on our break up even now, three years later. He deserved to be
free, to find someone to love.
I doubted, however, that the Kingâs concern for his son had little to do with genuine care and everything
to do with full control.
Nicholas had been tied up in this from the start. The King and Queen had likely already chosen partners for each of their children, and this competition was nothing more than a farce for the peopleâs
entertainment.
âI have told no one of your shared past, and those that do know are sworn to secrecy on the threat of death. You understand, donât you, Piper?â
I understood the threat well enough. It sounded a lot like if word got out about Nicholas and me, the King would have me killed.
So much for making me untouchable, I doubted there was anything Julian or Nicholas could do to stop a Kingâs direct order, no matter how heinous.
understand,â I said, proud of myself when the words came out unbroken.
âGood.â He lowered his hands. A kind smile spread across his l*ps, so different from the dark threat heâd just given. âEnjoy your time here, Piper. Let things play out as they will. But never, and I mean never, allow yourself to grow too comfortable.â
Tunderstand.â The word did shake this time.
âWe understand each other then.â He waved me toward the door. âHave them bring in the next girl when
you leave.â
rushed as quickly as propriety would allow me toward the door. Once outside, I delivered the Kingâs
request to one of his servants, who rushed to accommodate.
Yet no sooner had walked away from the Kingâs servants and into the ballroom, then Nicholes sought
âWe need to speak privately.â
I shook my head, adamantly against it with the Kingâs words rattling in my head. It was a major faux pas to deny the prince a requested audience, but I reasoned the Kingâs request took precedence.
âIâm sorry, Nicholas. I just canât.â
I hurried toward the drink table, eager to drown my worries in champagne. I havenât drank since before Elva, when Iâd had a stolen sip or two underage at the academy. Iâd always wanted to k
I was eager to lose it now.
Unfortunately, Nicholas followed. âWhatâs wrong? What happened?â
my head.
my hand before I
I snatched a champagne flute from the table and went to down it. He plucked it from my
could and returned it to the table.
I glared at him. Iâm allowed to drink.â
âYouâre upset.â
I shook my head. âJust leave me alone.â
He startled, straightening. âWhat?â
âWe canât talk. Leave me alone.â I had thought Iâd hardened myself to him, but with the shock of the Kingâs knowledge of our past, and the fear that came with his threat, I found myself struggling to lie to
myself.
Other than Elva, Nicholas was the only person I could truly talk to in this palace. I trusted some, Mark,
Susie, and Charlotte. But they didnât know me like Nicholas did. They couldnât see me, and in once glance
know that I was falling apart.
âCome with me. Weâll talk in private. You can tell me whatâs going on. Then, Iâll leave you alone.â Jsniffed, tears threatening. I canâtâ¦â