"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.

planned, you'll have to marry into the royal family after

it yourself, 'if

Persephone remained calm.

would become the dedicated designer for the

her

he was just a good friend

ever

is living in your

that I like someone." She gazed into his eyes. "I'll tell you again—I like him. Apart from him,

frowned. "Your parents say

she replied with a chill. "It's not like everyone must

really worthy of you sacrificing

playfully smiled, gesturing with her fingers.

Christopher smiled helplessly.

scarce plush toy he held paled in

there's no chance for me

"Christopher..."

of the opportunity to fight equally. I'm a prince, and I graduated from a

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