"Wait." Seraphina's cold voice cut through the casual atmosphere. She sat stiffly beside Elara, arms folded over her chest. "You're going to sing?"
Nathan scoffed, flipping his dark bangs with unnecessary flair. "Of course. I've been practicing."
"That's exactly what I'm worried about," Merlin muttered under his breath.
Elara giggled beside him, clearly amused. "Oh, come on, let him have his moment."
Merlin shot her a deadpan look. "Are you trying to get us all killed?"
Nathan ignored them, confidently pressing the selection button. The room dimmed slightly as the karaoke machine began its countdown.
3… 2… 1…
And then it began.
Merlin physically flinched as Nathan's voice exploded through the speakers, just slightly—no, completely off-key.
He wasn't sure what he expected, but it wasn't this. The sheer force of Nathan's voice made the table vibrate slightly.
