How Morpheus wished he could answer Persephone's question, but he just couldn't.

He had never even seen what Bailey looked like, nor did he know if she were a friend or a foe.

The only thing he was sure of was that he would do his best to protect Persephone.

Morpheus took out his phone. "Here, take it."

In this time and age when everyone had a smartphone, this one seemed unusually ancient. She had never seen anything like that.

"What's this..."

"It's a phone. You can only make calls and text with it," he explained. "It has very few functions, but it has advantages whereby people can't easily bug it."

He had used this on the battlefield before.

"There's only one number saved in there—mine." He looked at her before adding, "Call me if anything happens when you get back."

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returned, she saw Seamus sitting on the couch in

and she could not see him clearly. However, his grimness spread like alcohol

straight to the kitchen. Soon, the fragrance of herbs

him clearly when she arrived before him with

while a hint of ruthlessness flashed

and handed

not take the

was hot, but his eyes

"You're not eating the soup I

go today,

put the

wiping surfaces

plague, silence spread from the

of nowhere. "Mr. Rutherford, it's rare that she cooks! You've

soup's good

"Get out!"

slapped the bowl onto the

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