Persephone carefully reflected on everything that had happened since arriving in Flinge.

On her very first day here, she got separated from everyone. She was blindfolded and taken to the most infamous red-light district, to an underground arena, and eventually, ended up before Morpheus.

What would her fate have been if she hadn't encountered Morpheus in the beginning?

The night she first planned to return to Centrolis, the boat exploded. The second time, if it hadn't been for that little girl who brought her the rose, she couldn't even imagine what she would be facing.

Could all of this really be explained away as mere coincidences?

Besides catching a whiff of medicinal scent, Persephone found nothing in Seamus' room.

Instead, the two bodyguards had been looking at her in puzzlement.

She got up and nonchalantly walked out, but not before giving the two a warning glance.

"Miss, you—"

"What? Do I need to report to you about searching Seamus' belongings?"

two immediately lowered their

Persephone casually said. "There's no need to

"Understood!"

she found some unprepared herbs. Catherine had purchased them from the market. They were already

recognizing the familiar herbal scent, but something felt off

pinched a bit between her fingers to crush in her palm, quickly

lurched. She couldn't have made a mistake with the prescription she had

and the person who had adjusted them was quite knowledgeable in medicine. If she hadn't been exposed to these things since

proportions were off, it would affect the effectiveness of the medicine. A slight imbalance could turn the decoction from

in the kitchen, she first froze, then an undecipherable glint flashed

softly asked, "Miss, what

the note in

those around

be

"This medicine..."

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