Persephone felt a moment of panic.Her initial thought was whether the note might be a prank, but she quickly dismissed that idea. Even if it were a prank, there was no need for it to target her specifically.Besides, the name written on the note was clear—Morpheus.Morpheus was fine!This person must know her, but for some reason, they couldn't tell her this face-to-face. It wasn't Wynn because his personality was straightforward. He wouldn't use such roundabout means.However, who else did she know in Flinge besides Wynn and Morpheus?Persephone's heart raced. When Seamus placed his hand on her shoulder, she nearly jumped."Miss, what's wrong?"Persephone stared at him for a few seconds before shaking her head frantically."You don't look too well." Seamus frowned. "Are you feeling ill?"Persephone quickly slipped the note into her pocket and continued along his line of conversation. "I... I do feel a bit unwell.""What's the matter?""Perhaps it's this flower." She glanc
Revolting filth spewed from the mouths of those two men.In that instant, Persephone's mind went blank. She remembered the note also said: [Don't board the ship. There's danger.]With what those two men said... Her heart dropped, and she felt as though she had stepped off a cliff into an abyss!Persephone forced herself not to link these two things together, but could there really be such a coincidence in this world?If the heiress the two men spoke of wasn't her, then what about the note?Persephone slumped against a pillar, breathing heavily with cold sweat running down her body. However, she quickly calmed herself, turned to look at the two men, and discreetly followed them.Shortly after, she witnessed the two men circling around the waiting room, then sneakily boarding a certain ship...Under the moonlight, she discerned the ship's number on the hull—0829. It was the very ship Seamus had arranged to take her back to Centrolis!Persephone felt hollowed out, like a bomb expl
Persephone's mind went blank. Gunshots erupted from the ship, followed by sparks. It reminded her of that night when she failed to leave successfully—the ship had exploded with flames soaring into the sky."Seamus!" she yelled.Persephone rushed toward it and ignored the bodyguard restraining her and assuring her that Seamus would be fine.She cried uncontrollably."Miss, please calm down...""Seamus is still on the ship!""Miss...""Call the police!"The bodyguard hastily pulled out a phone.The sounds of the fight drew closer, mixed with chaotic footsteps.Persephone followed the noise and saw Seamus running toward them. He was covered in blood, his steps losing strength.The moment he saw Persephone, he hesitated before he turned abruptly and dashed in the opposite direction!Persephone widened her eyes.Seamus placed himself as her last line of defense against the assailants, standing between them.The two men who had caught up were the ones she had seen at the restro
"Injuries will heal.""He got hurt because of me.""Who doesn't make mistakes?""But..." Persephone didn't know what else to say. It seemed like no matter what happened, Catherine could smile as if nothing was a big deal to her and taking care of her was the only significant thing.Persephone curled up on the bed, her hands hugging her knees.Seamus had not just gotten injured because of her—he had also killed someone because of her…Seamus was the one who had fired the gun. He had killed one of them and wounded the other in the leg. That man, with his leg drenched in blood, had limped away as he cursed...Persephone couldn't recall what that man had been cursing about.The police had arrived quickly but didn't pin the man's death on Seamus during the investigation. Those two men were from a local faction involved in various illegal activities, and the police wanted to rid themselves of them quickly as well.Hence, the final conclusion was that the man had died in a factional
Persephone jolted, pulling herself back to the present, and gasped. She glanced around the room, then gazed into the distance.This place was far from where Morpheus lived. Essentially, it was like one was in the north of the city and the other in the south.Perhaps Seamus had chosen this place to keep her separated from Morpheus.Persephone felt like there was a huge weight on her heart.Soon after, Catherine brought back the herbs, and the kitchen was filled with the scent of medicinal brew. Once the herbal soup was ready, Persephone carried a bowl and gently knocked on Seamus' door.Seamus was changing his bandage. When he saw Persephone come in, his hand jolted, causing his wound to reopen and stain the fresh bandages with blood."Don't move!" Persephone hastily set down the bowl. "Let me help you."Seamus wanted to refuse, but she firmly held his hand. Her eyes were red like she was going to cry."I'm sorry..." she stammered after a moment.Seamus hurriedly reassured her,
Persephone felt a bit disgruntled, but seeing Seamus' injuries softened her heart."You should focus on healing first," she murmured. "I won't make any calls for now. I don't want to worry them either.""Yeah, that's right." Seamus chuckled. "That's what Mr. and Mrs. Hamerton's sensible daughter would think."Persephone forced a smile and handed him the bowl of medicine. She inadvertently sniffed it and found its scent a bit odd. However, she couldn't quite pinpoint what was strange about it. Maybe different locations where herbs grew could create different scents?Seamus drank the herbal soup and advised her to return to her room and rest.Instead, Persephone went downstairs to the courtyard for some fresh air.It had been days since she last ventured outside. This neighborhood was semi-private, hosting many out-of-towners and even foreigners. There were also several vendors setting up shops nearby.This place was close to the city center, so the security here was much better t
Persephone paused. The group of young boys running around, laughing and playing, all seemed about eight or nine years old—undoubtedly the most irritating age group.However, when they saw her, they blinked their large eyes and smiled. Their crystal-clear gazes eased Persephone's guard."Don't chase them away." She turned to the bodyguards. "They're just kids. Why bother about it so much?""But...""This is a neighborhood, not our own home! Let them play. They'll leave on their own in a while. No need for fuss."The two bodyguards exchanged looks, nodded helplessly, and turned back to the room.As Persephone leaned against the railing, she found herself a bit envious of these kids. Seeing them made her reminisce about her childhood. Except, her childhood was never as carefree as theirs.Hamerton Manor was enormous, palace-like, but no matter how vast a place, it was always smaller than the sky.She was like a little bird yearning for the outside world, wanting to soar high and b
Persephone glanced at Seamus, who was still wrapped in bandages."Go back to rest. You are still injured and can't stand for too long," she softly said.Seamus gazed into the distance and remained silent for a moment before smiling faintly. "Miss, am I useless?""What are you saying?!""I can't even protect you..."A sense of guilt crawled over Persephone's heart like ivy on a wall."Don't be like this." She looked at him. "If not for you this time, I wouldn't know what terrible things might have happened... Seamus, thankfully, you're by my side.""Really?" Seamus turned around.Perhaps due to the lighting, Persephone had the feeling that Seamus looked even gloomier, like thick dark clouds on the horizon. There was an indescribable sense of oppression."If you had to choose between me and Morpheus, who would you choose?"Persephone was taken aback, her hands subconsciously fiddling with her dress."I'm sorry. I said the wrong thing again." Seamus forced a smile. "Morpheus is