Chapter Twelve
Complexities
By now, things should have been in better balance. The line should have become a circle, and those who would not take their place in it should be visible outside it. But there was no circle yet. The line was presently polarized, like a snake with a head at each end – that should the two ever turn to meet, they would not recognize each other as parts of the same being.
Nicholas smacked the crop against his calf in a subconscious gesture of impatience, pivoting as the girls circled around him. “These exercises are the basis for the routines you’ll perform in the presentation,” he said. “I expect you to be able to perform them in your sleep!”
The presentation was only four weeks away and, although not crucial in the grand scheme of things, it was important to t
