"Test... test... Liliane the cute is here~"
My sweet voice echoed loudly throughout the Duke von Hohenberg residence ballroom. The sound wasn't just loud—it vibrated the chandeliers, and I could almost swear some birds in the front garden instantly flew away.
I stared at the small flower-shaped object I was wearing on my ear—the magical mic made by my handsome sorcerer.
Yes, I still couldn't believe this device could amplify sound with just a little bit of magic.
And even though my handsome sorcerer built it from my design, which might or might not have been legible, it truly was revolutionary. (And of course, I was the first one to test it—because this cute Lady truly deserves it.)
The spotlight was directed right at me, creating soft shadows around the stage. The light felt warm on my skin, making the glitter in my hair sparkle like stardust.
But God witness, my heart was beating harder than the sound coming out of this mic.
