The music shifted and the soft murmurs in the hall gradually faded until every single gaze was locked on her.
She began with a slow sway of her waist, letting her hips move gently with the beat as if she were pulling every eye toward her without effort. One hand rose gracefully into the air while the other slipped into her hair, her fingers moving slowly through the strands in a teasing motion that made the entire movement feel almost spell-like. Then her hand drifted down along the curve of her waist, lingering there as she lifted her gaze beneath lowered lashes in a seductive manner before her body flowed into a smooth twirl that made her movements appear effortless. She followed it with a light leap that drew a quiet reaction from several people in the hall.
"Yes!" Verity and Thalia thought at the same time as they watched from the crowd, relieved that Rosalind was performing far better than they had expected.
