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?"

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

"What's the matter?"

it into the trash. "You know I've had a slight

relaxed. What

various allergies. Later on, Zuko and Pamela decided to let her be, not excessively cautious, and she grew up healthy. It was just that some residual allergies from her childhood

restroom, wash my face, and I'll

"I'll accompany you..."

I'll

headed to the

He turned to glare at

bodyguards could only recount the incident

over and retrieved the flower from the trash can—its wrapping paper was rough, clearly cheap. Nothing was inside the wrapping, but the flower was

earlier was really related

his hand and tossed

Persephone leaned against the restroom wall, she took out the note, looking at it

tore the note into pieces and

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