"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.

you'll have to marry into the royal family

'if everything

Persephone remained calm.

she would become the dedicated designer for the royal family and marry the

had been taking good care of her since

he was just a good friend

ever

living in your heart. It'll never fly

someone." She gazed into his eyes. "I'll tell you again—I

He frowned.

a chill. "It's not like everyone must get married. We can be

really worthy of you sacrificing

too!" She playfully smiled, gesturing with her fingers. "We're working hard to get to

Christopher smiled helplessly.

paled in comparison to the old

chance

"Christopher..."

dreaming of the opportunity to fight equally. I'm a prince, and I graduated from a prestigious school. I'm superior regardless of status, background, or

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