“What did you say?” Daniel asked.

Persephone seriously repeated, “You’re not as handsome as the prince!”

“You little rascal!” Daniel raised his hand as if to spank her, but it was all in jest.

Persephone couldn’t avoid it, and she was lifted up and tickled, laughing uncontrollably.

Sadly, the ice cream cone met its end, falling entirely onto Daniel’s coat.

Persephone froze, her empty hand and Daniel’s coat catching her eye. Her face turned beet red. After a few moments of silence, she began to cry.

“Sephy, please don’t cry!” Daniel had never comforted a child, let alone a preschooler with such a loud voice.

The passersby gave him strange looks, wondering if he was mistreating the little girl.

“Oh, Sephy!” He quickly tried to console her. “Don’t cry!”

Persephone pushed his hand away.

“Stop crying!” Daniel raised his voice sternly. “That’s enough!”

“Wah—”

want more ice cream, I’ll get

meanie!” Persephone pounded her fists on

“Brat!”

I won’t eat it!” The little Hamerton princess had quite a temper. “Even if you buy another

taken aback. The one

of something being irreplaceable, something he used to

somewhat lonely. He couldn’t stop thinking about

his head, he noticed the ice cream had

if her loud crying had

his side and held

eyes remained cast down

sad? Why are

and endearing expression. He pinched

you’re not as handsome as the prince. If I hadn’t said that, you wouldn’t have tickled me, and my ice

quite the

you.” Persephone looked into his eyes. “My grandpa said that people should admit

good quality of admitting mistakes must be reserved only for

quite understanding what

her head and got

his hand. “Granduncle, you’re just a bit older, but… you’re more handsome than

talk. But Persephone continued. “That prince is

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