"Merlin, what are you doing? Why are you sleeping?"
That was the question Margaret wanted to ask. But she didn't dare, because Celestia was watching them with her senses.
If she acted even slightly out of the ordinary, she would surely be disqualified. Just because she was from the Beethoven family didn't mean all her actions would be excused.
In the end, Margaret withdrew her gaze from Merlin and continued with her exam.
No matter what Merlin did, she had only one goal: to come in first.
Only then could she win their bet and make Merlin do whatever she wanted.
Just imagining Merlin looking embarrassed as he accepted her request was enough to excite her and make her heart race.
Merlin himself was unaware of Margaret's thoughts. His mind had already drifted into a beautiful dream, causing the corners of his lips to curl upward.
On the podium, Celestia watched the sleeping Merlin but did not scold him.
