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.

I prescribed isn't up to par? I thought this might not be the

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

Unknowingly, a shiver ran down

if the brief,

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

a smile

my side all these years, right? I have a bad temper, and I am immature and difficult.

just my attendant."

if centuries had passed in

chilled as his eyes turned cold. She was certain he was no longer

changed faster

you were willing to do anything for me. What about now?

"I'll

at him. "I don't want

"Alright."

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