"So why aren't you taking it?" Christopher asked.

Persephone glanced at him. "It's okay. I don't usually play with toys."

"Stop lying." Christopher chuckled. "Then what's that on your bed?"

His words left her stunned.

It was Morpheus who had given her the doll. Not only did it lack cuteness, but it also had a somewhat creepy appearance. He called it the Nightmare Doll and had carried it around for years.

The doll was not aesthetically pleasing, but it had the power to chase nightmares away.

Wearing a smile, Persephone walked over and picked up the doll.

"It looks old and ugly," Christopher remarked. "Is the person who gave it to you someone important?"

"Yes," she affirmed without denial.

As she looked at him, her eyes were as clear as water.

"If everything goes as planned, you'll have to marry into the royal family after

it yourself, 'if everything

Persephone remained calm.

postgraduate studies, she would become the dedicated designer for the royal

good care of her since the day she arrived

to her, he was just a good friend and a

could ever

living in

that I like someone." She gazed into his eyes. "I'll tell you again—I like him. Apart from him, I'll never marry anyone else

if..." He frowned. "Your

not like everyone

of

gesturing with her fingers. "We're working hard to get to each

Christopher smiled helplessly.

he held paled in comparison to

chance for

"Christopher..."

knew that you liked someone." He smiled. "But I kept dreaming of the opportunity to fight equally. I'm a prince, and I graduated from a prestigious school. I'm superior regardless of status,

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