Pacific Garden sat in the southeast corner of Hamerton Manor, a haven of seclusion and serenity, close to the seaside and the ranch. It was an ideal place for recuperation.

Morpheus had chosen this tranquil retreat after returning to Centrolis with Persephone. However, rather than finding solace, he became even more withdrawn than before.

Theodore paid him a visit, checking in with the caretakers to ensure everything was in order. After confirming the details, he patted Morpheus on the shoulder.

A radiant smile broke through the gloom as Theodore cheerfully called out, "Morpheus!"

Turning around, Morpheus offered a polite smile. Yet, Theodore sensed a forced quality in both his speech and smile, mirroring the demeanor of his sister since their return.

Theodore had been on a mission, tirelessly organizing various types of entertainment for Morpheus, according to his parents' insistence.

Despite Morpheus' willingness to bond, most of the time, he would be found gazing at the distant clouds and hues, lost in contemplation.

The only constant was Morpheus' kindness towards Persephone. He visited her daily, silently accompanying her even when words were unspoken. His anticipation of her needs seemed almost telepathic, always prepared beforehand for whatever she might desire.

on him. Her smiles brightened at the mere

sister won't come out,

glistening in the sunlight. Blaze, as it was known, stood out among the racing field horses, boasting exceptional build and

great eye!" Theodore's eyes sparkled. "This horse is called Blaze. Our stable

Morpheus cautiously stroked Blaze's mane before taking the reins. To everyone's surprise, Blaze behaved unusually docile. Even

smiled. "Blaze has thrown off several people in our stable, and no one dared to touch it! But as soon as you arrived, you tamed it. It looks like

horse-riding expertise. He urged Blaze forward, and they galloped ahead with perfect balance, adjusting seamlessly to

awe. After their lap, he admired Morpheus even

you're amazing!" He was so excited that he almost lost his grip on the reins. "Did you often ride

but

were a fighter, and besides that,

as Sephy thinks," Morpheus said in a low voice, patting the horse

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