The Luna Choosing Game
My throat went dry. “Your Majesty, I had no intention of –”
“Whatever your intention, you have still insulted me,” the Queen said.
I straightened at the shortness of her tone.
I was terribly confused. What had I done that was offensive? Was it because Julian, Nicholas, and I had broken the order of the dances?
But she didn’t even seem to be watching them, if she was hiding away in here.
“The poor child looks confused, Your Majesty,” said one of the women sitting near the Queen.