Chapter 384: What The Spotlight Feels Like

Nothing could touch him here. No one would dare cause trouble here. But if they did…. they better have the ability.

Still…

His thoughts drifted to Nnenna.

Was she afraid? Did she need to be reassured? Where was she anyway?

The moment he thought of getting up to reassure her in the dark

The stage lights flared on.

Not all of them. Just the center. A perfect golden circle of light flooded the platform.

And standing there, commanding all attention, was Abuchi.

He had changed.

Gone was his ceremonial suit.

In its place, he wore something striking, something unforgettable.

A sleek black ensemble tailored to hug his tall frame, shimmering subtly under the spotlight like midnight silk. A long, open front coat with silver embroidery traced the edges like constellations, mysterious, almost ethereal.

Underneath, a dark shirt with a high mandarin collar hugged his neck, while his pants tapered neatly into polished black boots. Around his left wrist: a glowing cuff engraved with the Royal Emblem of Lionara.

A chest pin in the shape of a phoenix glinted on his shoulder, the symbol of rebirth and unyielding flame.

The entire look screamed drama, elegance, and calculated flair.

But what made everyone relax, what made the room breathe again…

Was his face.

He lifted his head and looked straight into the crowd.

That sharp jawline.

Those warm, confident eyes.

That handsome, familiar face.

It was Abuchi.

But in this moment, something more, the Nation’s

And in his hand…

A microphone.

The chat lit up

sing. HE’S GONNA

“This is the performance gift route. Genius!!

“LOOK AT THAT OUTFIT THO?? Like

guests were murmuring, leaning

went

Somto, just a second. They did not exchange words. Just a nod. A tiny flicker of mutual

to the crowd, raised the mic, and said with that smooth, velvet voice of

in your hands. Sometimes, it’s

background instruments began

was

no one… no

phone to record it lest they miss anything. Some called

tune into the livestream

just

is performing

“Wait what?!”

reply the call was disengaged. She chuckled guessing that

calls usually disrupted data connections so the call would have to

and the mic glinted in his hand, the

sprang into action. Phones were pulled out in a frenzy. Lenses zoomed. Some guests even stood up just to get a better angle. Not one person wanted to miss a

gown gasped, whispering loudly to her husband, “It’s really him. He’s going to sing… at the

she was a huge fan. He was okay with that. Infact, he

to whisper. already had her phone

entered their friends group chat “The Nation’s Prince is performing! Tune in now! Don’t

didn’t even follow pop culture were now watching with curious interest. “He’s really famous?”

a global sensation. Second only to Whitenight. He will most likely surpass whitenight in a few years. This is like… if your favorite legend came back

Online? It was chaos.

ACTUALLY PERFORMING I’M NOT

“I KNEW HE WOULDN’T SHOW UP EMPTY HANDED. YOU THINK A STAR LIKE HIM WOULD EMBARRASS HIS

“THE STAGE. THE OUTFIT. THE AURA. I’M DEAD.

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