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.

do you think the medicine I prescribed isn't up to par? I thought this might not be the

it then. We won't be

Unknowingly, a shiver

her innocent smile, he wondered if the brief, intense glare

"I spent some time in Southeast Aciatic when I was young, learning about medicine with my great-grandfather. We made many incorrect prescriptions, and you were always

forced a smile and

all these years, right? I have

attendant." She slowed down. "You're

him, she felt as if centuries had passed

was certain he was no longer the person she once

human heart changed

and chuckled. "When I was young, you told me you were willing to do anything for me. What about

asserted. "I'll do anything for you,

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

"Alright."

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