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?"

the note into her pocket and continued along his line of conversation. "I... I do feel

"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 to pollen

gradually relaxed. What she said

protected since birth, Persephone had various allergies. Later on, Zuko and Pamela decided to let her

to the restroom,

"I'll accompany you..."

I'll be back

headed to

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

could only recount the

rough, clearly cheap. Nothing was inside the wrapping, but the flower

her pale complexion earlier was really related to this

slowly lowered his hand and tossed the flower

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

contemplation, she tore the note into pieces and flushed it down the

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