Seamus was utterly shocked.

Morpheus glanced at him with a slight triumphant smirk.

“Flinge is hot and humid,” he casually remarked. “Having some cold beer relieves fatigue.”

Seamus blinked, then watched as Persephone poured beer into a glass and drank it like it was a regular beverage.

Morpheus chuckled, almost talking to himself, yet with a calculated intent. “Sephy, you really like this, right?”

Persephone agreed cheerily, “Yeah!

“Seamus, you should try it too.” She offered him a can. “I’ve never had this kind of drink before, but it’s surprisingly good!”

Seamus smiled and shook his head. As a bodyguard, he needed to remain alert at all times.

“Sephy, perhaps… you should take it easy,” he advised.

“It’s fine!”

else’s home,” Seamus emphasized

cut in directly with a faint smile. “She’s been staying with me

plate of stir-fried beef toward Persephone. “Besides, she seems

smiling, but the darkness in his gaze grew

now appeared as if Persephone and Morpheus were sitting

sense of helplessness when she

timely arrival made the already

saw Wynn, he was initially taken aback. He then watched Persephone affectionately linking


period in Flinge, he felt that everything was not as abnormal as it seemed. He blamed himself for not protecting her and not being

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