Poor Melinda, she almost swooned as the man came down to their level and bowed before the two. Isadora bent her neck slightly in response, but Melinda was in so much of a trance she just staired. When the man spoke, it sent chills down Isadora's spine. His voice was everybit as alluring as his dancing. Isadora only smiled flirtatiously as the man held his hand out to her, asking if she would join him in the next number. Of course she wouldn't, no proper woman of royalty would, but she wasn't going to let that get in the way. Melinda, however, looked at Isadora with a look that could kill, but Isadora took no note of it. Instead she let the man hold his hand out for her until the music began to play before she went to grab for it. However, at the last minute she pulled back and shoved her cousin into the man's arm, her smile never waivering. Of course, Isadora would have loved dancing with the smokey-eyed stranger, but she loved playing hard to get more, besides, she had a feeling that the man wasn't going to stop asking her to dance any time soon, so Melinda could have her fun now.<br/><br/>When Melinda was pushed into the man, she took his hand quickly before beginning her well trained dancing. It wasn't that the 16 year old was a bad dancer, she just wasn't used to the fluid movements of this particular style of dancing. Isadora could only laugh, and clap along with the crowd as their future queen first stumbled along, but soon caught on and danced with royal grace, a huge smile upon her face. Isadora couldnt help but feel she had just made Melinda's day. When the dance was over, Melinda jumped down and gave Isadora a squeeze on the hand, a silent 'thank you' shining in her green eyes. Isadora smiled brightly and nodded her head before they both continued to watch the mysterious dancer.