She had indeed intended this!

Many young ladies of their social standing had been tutored in piano from a young age, but Rosalynn, raised in a rural village, surely hadn’t been exposed to such refined pursuits.

Selina’s scheme was to have Rosalynn concede publicly her inability to play, highlighting her rustic upbringing.

Selina anticipated a spectacle, contemplating the revelation of Rosalynn’s charade should she fabricate an excuse to avoid performing.

Yet, before Selina could proceed with her thoughts, Rosalynn approached a piano and took a seat.

“What dance shall you perform?”

Caught off guard, Selina inadvertently uttered the title, “Cygnets Dance.”

Rosalynn was

eager to see the duration of

upright, her delicate fingers finding their place among the ivory keys. Under

keys with ease, weaving a harmonious and soothing tune that filled the

among the guests marveled at her

G E L A ‘s L I

outbreak of praise ensued, soon accompanied by a round of

originally harbored apprehensions regarding Rosalynn’s

enchanting sounds reached his ears, his tension

this fresh perspective

of surprises she might

envisioned a future filled

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