Persephone was puzzled by the scene unfolding before her. Instead of serving as her bodyguards, the two men appeared more like Seamus' subordinates.

After a prolonged silence, she glanced at him coldly, forced a smile, and said, "Seamus, are you so averse to trying the soup I prepared for you?"

"I've recovered, so I don't need it," he replied.

"Is it that you don't need it, or do you lack the courage to eat it?"

"Miss, you..."

Abruptly, he looked up, sensing a change in her demeanor.

Or perhaps she had always been that way.

Being a Hamerton, she was protected, but her core remained—stubbornness in adversities, the ability to discern one's intentions, and quick decision-making in times of danger...

Seamus bit his lip, studying her intensely.

she often portrayed with a smile. "Seamus, do you think the medicine I prescribed isn't up to par? I thought this might not be the correct prescription... But I can't recall what's missing or added

eat it then. We won't be able to go

a shiver ran down

if the brief, intense glare had

she said, taking a seat beside him. "I spent some time in Southeast Aciatic when I was young,

a smile

side all these years, right? I have a

attendant."

passed

She was certain he was no longer the

heart changed faster

"When I was young, you told me you were willing to

asserted. "I'll do anything for you,

home immediately," she demanded, looking at him. "I don't

"Alright."

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