The audience grew quiet.
The expressions of the Mafelen judges turned stern.
How could a contestant openly question them?
The judge in a dilemma momentarily forgot about Rick.
“Miss, what are you implying? Do you think you shouldn’t be given the second ce?” asked one of the Mafelen judges.
It was Will Simmons, the previous year’s champion, a man close to forty with an imposing presence.
ALL eyes were on Madisyn.
Some watched with malicious glee, others with mockery, admiration, or pity.
“Yes,” Madisyn responded calmly, her presencemanding on stage.
Willughed.
“You’re the first one brave enough to challenge the judges this way! Are you suggesting you know better than we do?”
“Yes,” Madisyn said inly.
With a single word from Madisyn, the audience was thrown into turmoil.
“How presumptuous this Lorponddy is.
”
“Do all people from Lorpond carry such confidence? Absurd! No real talent, yet so full of themselves.
”
“Actually, I find this young woman quite remarkable…”
Even Anna was astonished.
She didn’t anticipate Madisyn’s audacity.
Here it was, an international dance contest, and Madisyn was openly disputing the judges’ ruling.
Anna found herself respecting Madisyn’s bravery.
“Okay, there’s a rule in dance contests.
Since you find this unfair, you have the right to challenge a judge.
Beat the judge, and you im the first ce.
How does that sound?” Will proposed.
His statement made some frown.
Will did this intentionally.
His dancing skill was formidable.novelbin
He wasst year’s champion and had only improved after another year of practice.
Lynda’s expression grew stern.
“These people from Mafelen have no shame, picking on a young girl Like that.
”
Rosaline balled her hands into fists, filled with a desire to confront the judges immediately.
Feeling powerless was utterly frustrating.
Madisyn, however, simply said, “Let’s go ahead.
”