"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
"That's impossible!" Wynn was agitated. "Seamus, how could you suspect me?! I..."That day, Morpheus got hurt, and Sephy wasn't with him. He almost lost his life! I was busy taking care of him. How could I have the time and energy to plot against you guys? Besides..."Wynn was incoherent, both angry and aggrieved. "Besides, I don't understand what you mean by an update! What kind of update am I supposedly communicating to Sephy? What information am I passing on?"Wynn felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and his voice trembled as he fought back tears. He had come to the meeting today with great excitement, thinking that someone like him didn't deserve much, but just seeing Seamus was good enough... Yet it was all his wishful thinking.Seamus doubted and questioned him right from the start, not giving him any chance to breathe."I don't understand what you're saying," Wynn said as he calmed down. "But anyway, I haven't done anything you're accusing me of!""Okay, don't be
Although Wynn didn't know exactly who Persephone was, he could tell she was a girl her family had cherished since birth. Now that she was unable to return home and amidst the chaos in Flinge, she must be feeling very scared. Then there was Morpheus... Even though his life was saved, he had been lying in bed for over half a month, barely conscious.When he wasn't clear-headed, he would call out Persephone's name. When he was lucid, he would stare blankly at the ceiling, perhaps thinking about Persephone.If only they could meet...Seamus suddenly spoke up. "By the way, Wynn, how is Morpheus doing?"Wynn paused for a moment before honestly replying, "Not too good. That match was an accident. The thing he took before the match... Anyway, he was schemed against. I suspect it was Fat Jim... But who knows? These things are hard to say."Seamus narrowed his eyes, lifted the glass in front of him, and downed its content."Morpheus is severely injured. He's just holding on to life right
Persephone carefully reflected on everything that had happened since arriving in Flinge.On her very first day here, she got separated from everyone. She was blindfolded and taken to the most infamous red-light district, to an underground arena, and eventually, ended up before Morpheus.What would her fate have been if she hadn't encountered Morpheus in the beginning?The night she first planned to return to Centrolis, the boat exploded. The second time, if it hadn't been for that little girl who brought her the rose, she couldn't even imagine what she would be facing.Could all of this really be explained away as mere coincidences?Besides catching a whiff of medicinal scent, Persephone found nothing in Seamus' room. Instead, the two bodyguards had been looking at her in puzzlement.She got up and nonchalantly walked out, but not before giving the two a warning glance."Miss, you—""What? Do I need to report to you about searching Seamus' belongings?"The two immediately lowe