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?"

her pocket and continued along his line of conversation.

"What's the matter?"

at the flower in her hand and casually tossed it into the trash. "You know I've had a slight allergy

What

Zuko and Pamela decided to let her be, not excessively cautious, and

the restroom, wash

"I'll accompany you..."

need. I'll

headed to

off but couldn't pinpoint it. He turned to glare at the other two bodyguards,

recount the incident with

was rough, clearly cheap. Nothing was inside

was

his hand and tossed

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

pieces and

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