Persephone felt a moment of panic.

Her initial thought was whether the note might be a prank, but she quickly dismissed that idea. Even if it were a prank, there was no need for it to target her specifically.

Besides, the name written on the note was clear—Morpheus.

Morpheus was fine!

This person must know her, but for some reason, they couldn't tell her this face-to-face. It wasn't Wynn because his personality was straightforward. He wouldn't use such roundabout means.

However, who else did she know in Flinge besides Wynn and Morpheus?

Persephone's heart raced. When Seamus placed his hand on her shoulder, she nearly jumped.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Persephone stared at him for a few seconds before shaking her head frantically.

"You don't look too well." Seamus frowned. "Are you feeling ill?"

pocket and continued along his line of conversation. "I... I do feel

"What's the matter?"

her hand and casually tossed it into the trash. "You know I've

What she said

on, Zuko and Pamela decided to let her be, not

alright." Persephone smiled. "I'll just go to the restroom, wash my

"I'll accompany you..."

need. I'll

hurriedly headed to

that something was off but couldn't pinpoint it. He turned to glare at the other two bodyguards, asking what

the incident

trash can—its wrapping paper was rough, clearly cheap. Nothing was

was really related to this

his hand and tossed the flower back.

restroom wall, she took out the note, looking at it repeatedly. She lightly traced Morpheus'

note into pieces and flushed it down the toilet despite her

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