"You..."

Persephone's face drained of color, fueled by anger. The hand gripping the pan trembled with intensity.

Seamus took several deep breaths in an attempt to regain composure. His gaze shifted to Persephone, and he forcefully seized the pan from her grasp, removing her apron before pushing her aside.

Persephone couldn't recall him ever acting so boldly before!

"Step aside!" he bellowed. "I'll cook whatever he wants!"

"Seamus—"

Seamus glared at her sternly. "I'll serve him, alright? Just hoping he'll let you go and cease his enchantments!"

Unexpectedly, Morpheus' deep voice echoed. "I'm a humble man. I can't afford to be served."

Persephone stood stunned. After sleeping, he had somewhat recovered, but his face still looked pale.

Some of his wounds had reopened, staining the gauze crimson.

first aid kit, but she stopped as

contrast to the man who had

"How was your sleep?

remained silent, casting an eerie stillness over the

is my first time cooking, so you must try my food!

"W-What's wrong, Morpheus?"

He seemed emotional.

unappetizing appearance of the spread and the likelihood that the flavors

on her arms, her disheveled, sweaty hair, her cheerful eyes

emotions were

for just the two of them

vivid dream from last night

you're a dog stuck

gnashed his teeth and forcefully pushed her arm

confused by his

After calming herself, she cautiously asked, "Does your

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