"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.

Persephone!" He feigned annoyance. "If everything goes as planned, you'll have to marry into the royal family after you

it yourself, 'if everything

Persephone remained calm.

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

her since the day

he was just a good friend

ever replace

He smiled. "The firefly is living in your heart. It'll never

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

frowned. "Your parents

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

of you

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

Christopher smiled helplessly.

he held paled

there's no chance

"Christopher..."

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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