"What did you say?" Daniel asked.

Persephone seriously repeated, "You're not as handsome as the prince!"

"You little rascal!" Daniel raised his hand as if to spank her, but it was all in jest.

Persephone couldn't avoid it, and she was lifted up and tickled, laughing uncontrollably.

Sadly, the ice cream cone met its end, falling entirely onto Daniel's coat.

Persephone froze, her empty hand and Daniel's coat catching her eye. Her face turned beet red. After a few moments of silence, she began to cry.

"Sephy, please don't cry!" Daniel had never comforted a child, let alone a preschooler with such a loud voice.

The passersby gave him strange looks, wondering if he was mistreating the little girl.

"Oh, Sephy!" He quickly tried to console her. "Don't cry!"

Persephone pushed his hand away.

"Stop crying!" Daniel raised his voice sternly. "That's enough!"

"Wah—"

"Why cry over something so small? If you want more ice cream, I'll get you another one!"

Persephone pounded her fists on him.

"Brat!"

if you buy another one, it won't be the same as

was taken aback. The one

idea of something being

down. His imposing figure appeared somewhat lonely. He couldn't stop thinking about Maisie from moments

noticed the ice cream

crying. She was confused. She wondered if her loud crying had

side and

remained cast down without

you sad? Why are you

and endearing expression.

"I shouldn't have said you're not as handsome as the prince. If I hadn't said that, you wouldn't have tickled me, and my ice

you're quite the

eyes. "My grandpa said that people

good quality of admitting mistakes must be reserved only for your

not quite understanding what he

got ready

just a bit older,

talk. But Persephone continued. "That prince is younger than you! I saw his

"What did you say?"

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