Persephone glanced at Seamus, who was still wrapped in bandages.

"Go back to rest. You are still injured and can't stand for too long," she softly said.

Seamus gazed into the distance and remained silent for a moment before smiling faintly. "Miss, am I useless?"

"What are you saying?!"

"I can't even protect you..."

A sense of guilt crawled over Persephone's heart like ivy on a wall.

"Don't be like this." She looked at him. "If not for you this time, I wouldn't know what terrible things might have happened... Seamus, thankfully, you're by my side."

"Really?" Seamus turned around.

gloomier, like thick dark clouds on the horizon. There was an indescribable

choose between me and Morpheus,

hands

put it nicely, am your bodyguard. Bluntly speaking, I'm just a

"Seamus!"

of the blue. It had galloped around the track with her. She had been terrified, screaming, and it was Seamus who had

dare to use that method to save someone. And Seamus, at that time, was just a teenage boy. He could have easily lost his life to the horse's hooves,

voice was hoarse. "Don't

gaze dimmed slightly. "Focus on healing first. Right now, your health is

arranging to

then carefully dressed up before arriving on time. As he entered a dark

there with no alcohol in front of him, only half a cup of lukewarm water. His countenance revealed no emotion,

immediately stood up, afraid

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