"Maybe I just got darker from the sun," Lena said."You must have gone through a lot over there anyway," Lina said.Lena smiled. A worry gnawed at her whenever she wasn't by Lina's side. She feared that Lina might face mistreatment of some sort, akin to how Lina would fret if Lena got bullied in her absence.Zuko and Chris exchanged glances, sharing an unspoken understanding. Those two treated them like they were invisible.Before they could engage in conversation, Zuko and Lina were swarmed and ushered away. Chris couldn't escape socializing either.Lena smiled and returned to her quiet corner.Suddenly, someone handed her a glass of champagne.Lena looked up and saw Elijah standing before her. He had slightly flushed cheeks and a tipsy smile. Adjusting his tie, he nodded toward the balcony.Lena followed him.The balcony was vast and tranquil, a world apart from the bustling banquet hall. The evening breeze brought a refreshing coolness, and the champagne carried a hint of s
Lena stood there in shock. It was as though a floodgate of memories had suddenly burst open. She believed she had distanced herself from her past when she left that place. Yet, this boy seemed like a haunting shadow, drawing her back into a past she desperately wanted to forget.She struggled to calm her racing heart as fragments of memories flooded her mind.'Alexander Dickinson… No, it can't be. Wasn't that child named Leo?'When the boy was born, his father lost a bet in gambling and returned to beat his wife, who had just given birth. He claimed the child was like a lion seeking vengeance, hence the name Leo.'So... Alexander must have come from a different family, right? Yes, that seemed likely,' she thought. Since everyone in that village shared the same last name, he probably belonged to another branch of the Dickinsons.Lena took two steps back, clutching her dress with trembling fingers.Gradually, Alexander's eyes lost their hostility and softened, a stark contrast to
"Hey, do you run away every time you see me now that you think you're all grown up?" Fleur complained."Mom...""You're my son, for heaven's sake! You foolish kid!" Fleur reprimanded.Lena approached with a smile and nodded. "Hello, Mrs. Hamerton."Fleur adjusted her hair with the arrogance of a peacock, taking five seconds before replying with a nonchalant, "Hmm, hello."She soon noticed her hands were empty—no accessories adorned them.Chris quickly grasped the situation and interjected, aware of his mother's scrutinizing gaze. "Mom, it's not that Lena doesn't want to wear the ring you bought her. It's just that it's too big for her slender fingers, and I thought it wouldn't match the occasion. Besides, the ring holds sentimental value for her. She's been keeping it safe in a drawer. She hardly ever takes it out!"Fleur glanced at him and pouted. "I didn't say anything. What are you rambling about?""I...""I know. You young folks don't like the style of the ring!""No, Mrs
Lena opened the door and was surprised to find Alexander standing outside."You?" she exclaimed, her eyes scanning the area. "What are you doing here?"He remained silent, his dark eyes seemingly darker in the night.Lina stepped out, initially stunned to see him. However, she soon smiled and said, "You're the student Lena brought, right? Is this your first time at an event like this? Have you eaten?"Alexander was taken aback, unable to speak. He gazed at Lina, finding her exceptionally beautiful. He had always thought his sister was the most beautiful person in the world, but now...Then, he looked at Lena. Surprisingly, his sister was not any less beautiful. They had different types of beauty, but both possessed kindness."Hey!" Lena waved her hand in front of his face. "What are you staring at?""Nothing..." He quickly looked down, feeling embarrassed. At his age, boys often felt ashamed. He realized he had been rude and felt apologetic.Lena pressed. "You haven't answered
"Why didn't you..." Lena frowned. "Just knock instead of turning the handle?"Alexander was taken aback."That's something you need to learn," Lena said seriously. "No matter where you go, whether it's to the teacher's office or your classmates' dorm, you must knock on the door first instead of opening it right away. It's a matter of courtesy. Do you understand?"His lips moved, but in the end, he chose to hold back what he was going to say.It wasn't him who had done that just now.More than ten minutes ago, he had accidentally found himself in this quiet corridor while trying to escape the noise of the banquet for some fresh air. He had no idea what the room was for, only seeing someone trying to enter it in the dark.He hadn't seen the person's face, and that person had been on high alert, fleeing after failing to open the door.He had approached because he became concerned when he heard Lena's voice asking, "Who is it?" from inside. That's why he knocked."Why aren't you sa
Drake's eyes brightened at the news."Ms. Bianca..." He fumbled, uncertain where to place his hands. Surprise and greed were evident on his face.Bianca reassured him with a smile. "It's alright. You're older than me, after all. Think of it as the young showing respect for their elders."He licked his lips, eager to taste the city's wine.Taking advantage of the moment, Bianca served him food and encouraged him to eat more while smiling. His tension decreased, and his true nature emerged. He consumed his meal with less grace, audibly munching on the dishes.Bianca frowned, her disgust more noticeable.After three rounds of wine, Drake's caution waned. He patted his chest, assuring her, "Ms. Bianca, y-you're my savior! Hehe... I'm not one for fancy words, but I'll be there whenever you need me! I won't hesitate to help!""Really?" That's what she wanted to hear."Of course!" Drake pledged, burping. "You've been so kind to me. If I don't repay you... Hic! Can I still call myself
"From now on, you'll answer my questions honestly. Understand?"Drake immediately agreed. He didn't want to die in an unfamiliar place, even if his life had little value.Bianca raised her chin, her eyes revealing a cold gleam. "Tell me, who is Krystal Harding?""She's a human trafficker," he admitted, unable to lie.Bianca frowned. "Who was the woman you mentioned earlier?""That's her daughter, Lena Harding.""Lena Harding..." Bianca's mind raced. "Is she the one who brought the mountain kids to study in Centrolis?""Yes, that's her." He nodded vigorously. "Krystal used to do business in our town, so she sent her only daughter to me. She paid me regularly.""So, Lena is your adopted daughter?""Yes." His voice grew hoarse. "But she... She ran away.""Why did she run away?"He bit his lip and remained silent. Bianca had a hunch. She had witnessed him brutally beating his biological son that night. What had he done to his adopted daughter if he treated his flesh and blood
"What are you talking about?" Lena and Elijah strolled together on the field, enjoying the sun and sporting wide smiles."They're a fantastic pair. Why are you calling them mermaids?!""Yes, it's incredible." He squinted. "Toph and Arya look perfect together, no matter how you see it. They have similar family backgrounds, both are good-looking, their families have been friends for generations, and they share the same hobby. Okay, I was wrong. I should call them a match made in heaven!""Hmm, that's more like it.""Looks like he's moved past his trauma?""I suppose so." Lena sighed. "Life goes on, and we have to look to the future.""That's right. We can't dwell on the past. We need to learn to save ourselves!"She was taken aback. Elijah had simply stated the truth, but she took it hard.She couldn't help but think back to the long period of depression she endured after fleeing the village at just over ten years old. What she had been through had been cruel for a child. She wan
"Only Morpheus and Sephy aren't like that. They respect and understand me. Sephy told me once, 'One's appearance doesn't indicate anything. A clean heart is what truly matters!'"Rebecca chuckled dismissively."You're a psychologist, yet you fail to grasp this," Wynn said coldly. "Actually, I pity you. You could have stepped out, yet you insist on dwelling on the trivialities."Morpheus has psychological barriers, a consequence of returning from the battlefield. No one has cured his PTSD except Sephy... It shows that a true psychologist is never just a title."What truly heals everything is love!"-One particular morning a year later, sunlight streamed through sheer cream curtains onto the floor.Persephone was sound asleep when she suddenly felt something pressing down on her... Then, Morpheus' strong arms wrapped around her slender waist. She drowsily opened her eyes to find him sealing her lips with heated kisses.Over the year, his kissing skills had improved, and Persepho
With Morpheus' involvement, the police didn't slack off and quickly found Rebecca.That day, Rebecca was preparing to escape from a small port. The boat she had found was an illegally operating one.As she was about to board, piercing sirens sounded nearby.The boat owner, enraged upon hearing the sirens, grabbed Rebecca by her hair and pushed her into the water.Rebecca screamed for help, but he roared, "I didn't expect you to be sent by the cops!""I'm not..." Rebecca choked on water. "Sir, let's leave now. Your boat is fast. As long as we reach the open sea, no one will catch you!""Dream on!" The boat owner wanted to strangle her. "Do you not understand? These sirens are from the royal guards! Who did you bitch provoke?"Rebecca was dumbfounded. Being a foreigner, she naturally didn't understand the local affairs in the Southeast Aciatic region.The police and royal guards quickly caught up, armed, and surrounded them.Rebecca turned pale and trembled all over, her gaze gr
"You had no choice on the battlefield."Persephone looked at him with her crystal eyes. There was a magical power in them. Even if a devil was tearing him apart, her eyes would always bring him back to light.She smiled and caressed his cheek. "Though you killed your father, you saved the country.""Do you really… think so?"She nodded. "You're not at fault. He was the one who made a mistake. You were just fulfilling your job as a general to protect the country."But I also understand that he's your father who brought you up, after all. You guys must have had happy days before that happened, right?"Morpheus held his head low in silence."You did well as the protector of the country," she said softly. "But as a son, you can secretly pay homage to him."Persephone held his hand. "Reconcile with your father, Morpheus. You'll also reconcile with yourself by doing that, okay?"He was stunned for a long time and felt a lump in his throat.-Morpheus stayed with Persephone in the
"No way!" Christopher smirked, glancing at Morpheus. "To him, you're his only princess! I just got lucky for the princess carry, thanks to you!""Yeah, at least you're self-aware!" Persephone nodded, rubbing her chin."We've known each other for so long! What kind of person do you think I am?" Christopher laughed. "I can be a bit shameless at times, but..."But upon learning that the one she loved was the unbeatable god of war, he willingly stepped back, offering his blessings with a smile."Okay, okay. You two stop crowding around me!" Christopher waved his hand. "Sephy needs more rest, and I'd like to get some more sleep, too! Once we heal, let's go out and have some fun together!""You're still thinking about fun?" Morpheus' deep voice intervened with a wry smile. "With the factory explosion incident, the royal family is furious and will thoroughly investigate it. Many people will probably be coming to talk to you both in the next few days. After all, you two are the most direc
"Let's get out first!""Hey, wait..." Persephone pointed to the other side.In moments of life and death, it wasn't appropriate to laugh, but Morpheus still chuckled. The young Prince Christopher was sprawled on the floor in a very ridiculous pose, and they almost forgot about him!"Don't worry," Morpheus whispered. "I won't let anything happen to him."He had Persephone cling to his back and then carried Christopher.Christopher was a tall fellow, so it took some effort to carry them both to a safe place.Fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars rushed in. Their sirens pierced the sky, startling a flock of birds.The fire was soon extinguished, and Persephone and Christopher received timely treatment. Luckily, their burns weren't too severe, and even more fortunately, their faces were unharmed.When Christopher woke up, he felt bandages wrapped around his head, and his skin had a burning sensation. His heart sank, and he was almost on the verge of tears."Tell me the truth! A
There was fire everywhere. Flames rushed toward Persephone like menacing dragons. Her consciousness grew increasingly blurred, but the searing pain coursing through her body became clearer. She struggled to get up, the agony almost unbearable.Despite several attempts, it was futile...Something was pinning her feet down, and stones kept falling on her. She couldn't even muster a shout.Many images flashed through her mind in that fleeting moment, each frame featuring Morpheus' face…She remembered the times they had spent together in Flinge, how he had initially distanced himself from her, then later had exerted every effort to protect her. She recalled how he would gently ruffle her hair and call her "silly goose"..."Morpheus, I'm afraid I might have to go first..."The fire grew fiercer, explosions resonated continuously, and she could no longer hold on.Christopher, who was nearby, wasn't any better.Amidst the roaring flames, he couldn't see anything clearly, only pulling
"No need, you can go back first." Morpheus glanced at him. "I'll wait here for her a little longer.""Prince Christopher wouldn't do anything to Ms. Hamerton...""Alfred, what are you thinking?" Morpheus couldn't help but chuckle. "I know exactly what Christopher is like, but I just want to wait here for Sephy. Christopher mentioned that she'd specifically designed these fireworks for me. Hah! I'm the useless one. I don't even dare to go inside and take a look.""Sir, don't say that.""If I wait here, will it count as accompanying her in her efforts?"Alfred nodded.Morpheus smiled and sent Alfred back. He continued waiting under the tree.The air in Southeast Aciatic was hot and humid. The shade of the banyan tree offered some relief, but it couldn't completely dispel the oppressive heat.Morpheus took a deep breath, about to move elsewhere, when he glimpsed a suspicious figure swiftly darting through the factory's side gate.The security at the side gate was lax, making it e
Christopher struggled to swallow the bite of the sandwich in his mouth for what seemed like ages. He gazed at Persephone, his mind wandering back…He didn't just know Morpheus. He had been close since childhood to the children of the two prominent military families in Southeast Aciatic.Compared to the Harrises, he preferred visiting the Ortons, especially when he got to spend time with Morpheus. He considered Morpheus a friend, a brother even, having engaged in countless mischief together, much to their parents' dismay.In his memory, Morpheus was someone who smiled a lot, radiating warmth and brightness like the Southeast Aciatic sun when he did.However, from the moment Kaiden betrayed the country, Morpheus never smiled again, gradually growing distant from Christopher as well.It wasn't until that evening at the gates of the palace that Christopher felt like it had been a lifetime."I... I don't know him." Christopher forced a smile. "Where would I have met your boyfriend!"
Morpheus wasn't just an ordinary person!Christopher wholeheartedly accepted his defeat to Morpheus."Then... I'd like to invite you to come over to my place for a while as a friend. That's fine, right?"-A few days later, Persephone finally ran into Christopher, who had been missing in action for days, in the classroom."Hey, you finally showed up!" She dashed over, plopping down in the seat beside him and handing him breakfast. "You haven't eaten, right? Let's eat together!"Usually, Christopher would readily accept, but he waved his hands now. "No, no, no!""What's wrong?" Persephone widened her eyes. "This breakfast isn't poisoned!"Christopher awkwardly smiled. "You have a boyfriend, so maybe... we should keep some distance."Persephone burst into laughter. Then she remarked, "Strange... Morpheus was right!""Uh, what?""My boyfriend!" She chuckled. "He made this breakfast. I asked if he could also make a portion for you, and he said sure, just worried you wouldn't tak