The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Nicholas held Elva safe and secure in his arms as he stood to his full height. Elva buried her face into the corner of his neck and shoulder. He gently patted her back.

He glanced down at Elva, his gaze so tender that it made my heart clench.

“There, there,” he whispered. “You are safe now.”

“Oh my God,” said one of the other girls in the room, fanning herself. “Of course he’s good with children.”

“Someone pinch me,” said another. “I think I’m dreaming.”

Nicholas’s soft expression hardened as he glared out at the rest of the room. “Whose child is this? Why is she here?”

I started forward, but the girl in the pink dress spoke before I could reach him.

“An outsider sneaked in, unless she’s a maid.”

Some of the other girls snickered at my expense.

“She can’t be a participant,” another girl fake-whispered, loud enough for half-the room to hear. “I thought we had to be virgins, and she’s got a kid.”

I wanted to disappear into a corner. Whether virgin or not, I was nothing compared to the rest of these girls.

My clothes weren’t as nice as theirs, and my figure wasn’t like what it had been at the Academy. I’d lost much of my musculature. I was skinny from too many nights of skipped dinners.

Elva’s wellbeing had always come before my own.

Her sake was the only reason I continued forward rather than hide in embarrassment. I stopped only when I reached Nicholas.

He looked at me, and I looked at him.

I’d forgotten how gorgeous his eyes were, golden brown with flakes of green. When we’d dated, I had spent hours looking at them, trying to memorize that color, but it had seemed different each time.

Before, when I’d stared long enough, I could earn a bashful smile from him. Now, his face was totally devoid of emotion. He looked at me like I was a stranger.

Did he… not recognize me?

enough to become unrecognizable. Unless he truly had sealed me away in his past and moved on,

pretending, to save face. I could be a great embarrassment to him, showing

Maybe he hated me.

the outsider.” The girl in pink

monotone. Another moment of staring at me blankly, then he turned and

so I followed him. He led me to an adjoining room, separated by

Royal Highness, please remember that per the selection rules, you aren’t

at the man, who nervously backed up a

an exception,” Nicholas

course, sir.” The man bowed twice

inside after them. A servant stepped forward and closed the door behind us, leaving Nicholas, Elva,

thought I might be sick. I had never imagined I’d meet

say. What would he think of me, to see me as I was? To see me here, as part of the selection? And with

cried herself to

his perfect façade cracked.

stayed gentle on Elva,

dare you hide my child from me?”

my thoughts skidded to a stop. I blinked once, twice, but, no,

Eloquently, I said, “Huh?”

his arms. She was three years old. That lined up

to recall the memory. We’d been so young then, too eager

haste. I couldn’t remember where he was when he’d climaxed. But, hadn’t he been wearing a condom

seemed to slide into bewilderment.

I said, hoping

wanted children. He’d even said so on television. For me to hide a child from him would have been

name. But she’s not

widened a moment, before

seemed to struggle to get it out. He swallowed

and Elva. “She looks

wouldn’t tell that to Nicholas. Elva was

answer some unspoken question for him, and

startled. What could cause

immediately cut off the deep

he lowered Elva down onto one

mad at Mommy,” came Elva’s