Persephone jolted, pulling herself back to the present, and gasped. She glanced around the room, then gazed into the distance.

This place was far from where Morpheus lived. Essentially, it was like one was in the north of the city and the other in the south.

Perhaps Seamus had chosen this place to keep her separated from Morpheus.

Persephone felt like there was a huge weight on her heart.

Soon after, Catherine brought back the herbs, and the kitchen was filled with the scent of medicinal brew. Once the herbal soup was ready, Persephone carried a bowl and gently knocked on Seamus' door.

Seamus was changing his bandage. When he saw Persephone come in, his hand jolted, causing his wound to reopen and stain the fresh bandages with blood.

"Don't move!" Persephone hastily set down the bowl. "Let me help you."

Seamus wanted to refuse, but she firmly held his hand. Her eyes were red like she was going to cry.

"I'm sorry..." she stammered after a moment.

her, "Miss,

down Persephone's face. "If I hadn't been stubborn and insisted on

fault," Seamus murmured. "I failed to arrange things properly again,

those

left long ago. Look, you've already attracted the local underworld's

lip, unable to look at

on Seamus as he continued. "If it weren't for Morpheus... wouldn't you

do with Morpheus!" Persephone blurted, "It's all because

sighed. "You're still

disappointed in her. However, Morpheus' life or death remained uncertain, and that was what truly distressed

take good care of you." Persephone spoke softly. "But... please don't mention Morpheus again. Give

expression changed, his eyes

"What's wrong?"

Seamus paused. "Let's not tell them about

"Why?"

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