Seamus was utterly shocked.

Morpheus glanced at him with a slight triumphant smirk.

"Flinge is hot and humid," he casually remarked. "Having some cold beer relieves fatigue."

Seamus blinked, then watched as Persephone poured beer into a glass and drank it like it was a regular beverage.

Morpheus chuckled, almost talking to himself, yet with a calculated intent. "Sephy, you really like this, right?"

Persephone agreed cheerily, "Yeah!

"Seamus, you should try it too." She offered him a can. "I've never had this kind of drink before, but it's surprisingly good!"

Seamus smiled and shook his head. As a bodyguard, he needed to remain alert at all times.

perhaps... you should take it

"It's fine!"

we're in someone else's home," Seamus emphasized

she might get drunk and something could happen?" Morpheus cut in directly with a faint smile. "She's been staying with me all this while and hasn't treated me like an outsider.

stir-fried beef toward Persephone. "Besides, she seems to really enjoy the

about Morpheus beside her. He was smiling, but the darkness in his gaze grew deeper. He had even intentionally slid his chair closer to her,

three people to sit separately, now appeared

like laughing. She felt a sense of helplessness when she

knock on the door. Wynn's timely arrival made the already awkward atmosphere

Seamus saw Wynn, he was initially taken aback. He then watched Persephone affectionately linking arms

her experiences during this period in Flinge, he felt that everything was not as abnormal as it seemed. He blamed himself for not protecting her and not being by her

usual, brought a few of his signature dishes, warmly urging Persephone to eat. Then, he sat next to Seamus, much like how Morpheus and Persephone's chairs were placed, inching his seat

courteous yet somewhat aloof. He had never realized that a

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