Chapter 0350
Nicholas
I was relieved to see Piper rush away, but I was also furious at myself. All my talk about protecting her, and I couldn’t stand up against my own father.
Julian was right. I was a coward. And my cowardice was what was going to cost me Piper in the end.
“Father,” I said, ready to try again. Piper wasn’t here anymore, so his anger should dowIL Maybe we if we just talked, I could reason with him.
“I don’t want to hear anything from you, Nicholas, except agreement for what I’m about to say.”
Except, his anger didn’t disappear. Instead, it simmered at a high boil. He didn’t shout anymore, but the ferocity in his voice left little room for argument.
“Do you have any idea how lucky we all are that it was me who caught you, and not the cameras? Have you considered the optics of this at all?”
‘Piper is a candidate in the contest, and I’m a prince. It would have been scandalous but
“You don’t know at all! Everything we’ve worked for. Every plan we put in place. Ruined! Piper is a candidate, and you are a prince, but you are not the correct one. We built Piper with Julian, and the public must believe that if we are to survive.”
“Piper is well–loved by the public. They would forgive any altercation but her.”
“It’s not her reputation I’m worried about, Nicholas. It’s yours.” The King sighed. “If you are to be my successor, you must be seen as strong, with a capable family behind you. Piper is an embarrassment to you, worse if she turns you into a cuckold.”
“Then let her be with me, and not Julian. Then no one would be embarrassed – ”
“I would be! My son, the prince most likely to wear my crown someday, dating a commoner? Ridiculous. Our family would never recover from the embarrassment.” He shook his head. ” You need to stop seeing, or fooling around, or whatever you are doing with Piper.”
I was losing this battle. No, I wouldn’t be a coward. For Piper, I had to fight harder, even against the man whose opinion and advice I valued above all others.
The King visibly startled. I didn’t think I’d ever said that to him before, and it showed in his
The King leaned back and looked at me like I was a different person. A stranger. An enemy. He narrowed his eyes. I felt my skin itch. Going against my father went against the perfect son I had been for years. Julian was the rebellious one, not me.
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