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.

and just wandered around the vicinity, observing the bustling night

young

held a bunch of roses that were wrapped in

to buy

mind went blank

the balance as

smiled at her. "Miss, you're as

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

read: [He's recovering

[Beware of

and grabbed the

"Who... Who is it?"

little girl just looked at her

"Who exactly is it?!"

girl smiled. "Miss, if you don't like

ran off into the distance,

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