Persephone felt a bit disgruntled, but seeing Seamus' injuries softened her heart.

"You should focus on healing first," she murmured. "I won't make any calls for now. I don't want to worry them either."

"Yeah, that's right." Seamus chuckled. "That's what Mr. and Mrs. Hamerton's sensible daughter would think."

Persephone forced a smile and handed him the bowl of medicine. She inadvertently sniffed it and found its scent a bit odd. However, she couldn't quite pinpoint what was strange about it. Maybe different locations where herbs grew could create different scents?

Seamus drank the herbal soup and advised her to return to her room and rest.

Instead, Persephone went downstairs to the courtyard for some fresh air.

It had been days since she last ventured outside. This neighborhood was semi-private, hosting many out-of-towners and even foreigners. There were also several vendors setting up shops nearby.

This place was close to the city center, so the security here was much better than the street Morpheus lived on. The atmosphere was more lively and warmer as well.

As dusk approached, the stall owners began setting up at the night market.

not go far and just wandered around the vicinity, observing the bustling night market from a distance. To avoid complications, she prepared to head back after

moment, a young

roses that were wrapped

want to buy

went blank

heart hung in the balance as the girl handed over a

blinked and smiled at her. "Miss, you're as

trembled slightly as she took the rose. Subconsciously, she pinched it and found a thickly folded note

read: [He's recovering

[Beware

her eyes and

"Who... Who is it?"

little girl just looked at her without

"Who exactly is it?!"

girl smiled. "Miss, if you don't

as she ran off into the distance, her

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