Liora's POV
When I had finished speaking, the room fell silent again.
Everyone was watching.
Watching her reaction. Waiting to see how this spectacle would end.
"I'm not finished!" Selene suddenly lifted her head, her voice shrill. "You think one flashy performance proves anything? Maybe you rehearsed it in advance!"
I raised a brow.
"Then prove me wrong." I stepped aside from the piano bench, gesturing gracefully toward it. "Play what I just played. Since there's apparently no difference."
Selene froze.
She stood there, unmoving.
Around us, guests began exchanging glances.
Finally, she moved.
Step by step, she walked to the piano, sat down, and lifted her hands.
The first note—acceptable.
The second—slightly off.
The third—
Wrong.
She paused and started over.
This time sh
