Persephone looked up and nearly burst into tears. "Morpheus..."

"It's okay." Morpheus smiled, patting her head. "I'm here. Don't be afraid."

Tears streamed down Persephone's face. She didn't know how she managed to stand up from that hard, tiny chair. Her whole being felt chaotic, yet she could keenly sense the person beside her, giving her strength and offering reassurance.

"She's my wife." Morpheus spoke slowly, his sharp gaze scanning everyone. "We finished dinner, went out for a stroll, happened to be at the dock, and unexpectedly encountered the ship explosion."

"Is that true?" The officer remained skeptical.

However, the officer who had just entered the room clearly had a higher rank than the one questioning Persephone. Despite his doubts, he didn't press further.

The officer pondered for a moment, perhaps reluctant, then continued. "Sir, the person in the adjacent room..."

"His name is Seamus Rutherford, my wife's cousin." Morpheus' expression didn't change. "He's visiting."

all at the

at the dock at the same time?" Morpheus smirked, his hand resting on Persephone's shoulder, protecting

a law in Flinge that

"Well..."

have no connection to that ship," Morpheus asserted. "And since we were just out for a walk, there

The officer outside smiled, patting Morpheus' shoulder. Their eyes met, communicating everything without

is my friend, and I've met his wife," the officer addressed

exchanged glances, and Morpheus left with Persephone

The image of the ship's explosion haunted her like a ghost. She felt a chill despite the midsummer

wearing only a tank top, and enveloped her in his

suddenly remembered. "He's

Morpheus' voice was low. "I

Persephone paused. "You spoke

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