Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 278

If it were you, would you rather be the one making the choice, or the one being chosen?

Left hand? Or right hand?

Lara clenched her fists tightly. "What kind of game rules are these? This isn't how the princess selection is supposed to be played."

Vivienne cast a sidelong glance at her. "Grandpa asked me to organize this, so naturally, I set the rules. Hurry up and choose. If you don't, I'm disqualifying you."

"You!"

Lara seethed with anger. Vivienne was armed with a megaphone; one word from her drowned out ten from Lara. Even if she had a valid point, she couldn't win this argument. Furious and frustrated, she lashed out at the girls standing next to her.

"What are you all staring at? Don't tell me you're actually falling for her nonsense! What's there to hesitate about? As girls, we're obviously supposed to be the princesses!"

Intimidated by Lara's influence, the girls around her reluctantly raised their right hands.

Bianca Whitmore needed no convincing. The moment Vivienne announced the rules, her left hand shot up. Knights got to slay dragons—how cool was that!

Mina Blackthorne couldn't stand seeing Vivienne steal the spotlight. "She's always been out of her mind," she scoffed.

Sophia Everhart smiled, shaking her head as she raised her left hand. "Sorry, Mina. I think we're going to have to disagree on this one. I actually love her rules."

Mina turned her head away and quietly raised her own left hand. "I was talking about her being a psycho, not the rules of the game."

Until tonight, Sienna had assumed the games of the Stormhollow elite were nothing more than tedious aristocratic pastimes. She hadn't expected such a thrilling twist. While the absolute power of being a princess was appealing, the freedom of a knight who could forge her own path called to her even more.

With almost zero hesitation, she threw her left hand in the air.

Aurelia stared down at her hands, completely torn on what to do.

Her heart screamed to raise her left, but she felt as if she was bound to raise her right.

The younger girls exchanged uncertain glances, paralyzed by indecision. Bianca winked at them. "Go left. There are so many of us girls, but there can only be one 'princess.' Choosing right just means we have to tear each other down. Knights don't have that problem. We can all pledge loyalty to the same princess, and we get the freedom to pick whoever we actually like."

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