Persephone was puzzled by the scene unfolding before her. Instead of serving as her bodyguards, the two men appeared more like Seamus' subordinates.

After a prolonged silence, she glanced at him coldly, forced a smile, and said, "Seamus, are you so averse to trying the soup I prepared for you?"

"I've recovered, so I don't need it," he replied.

"Is it that you don't need it, or do you lack the courage to eat it?"

"Miss, you..."

Abruptly, he looked up, sensing a change in her demeanor.

Or perhaps she had always been that way.

Being a Hamerton, she was protected, but her core remained—stubbornness in adversities, the ability to discern one's intentions, and quick decision-making in times of danger...

Seamus bit his lip, studying her intensely.

"I was joking," she reassured, transforming into the harmless creature she often portrayed with a smile. "Seamus, do you think the medicine I prescribed isn't up to par? I thought this might not be the correct prescription... But I can't recall what's missing or added to it.

it then. We won't be able to go home if

Unknowingly, a shiver ran down his

smile, he wondered if the brief, intense glare had been an

remembered something," she said, taking a seat

Southeast Aciatic when I was young, learning about medicine with my

forced a smile and played

my side all these years,

just my attendant." She slowed down.

as if centuries had passed in

She was certain he was no

human heart changed faster than the

told me you were willing

course," he asserted. "I'll do

looking at him. "I don't

"Alright."

Catherine. She's old, and it's hard for her to work. She took good care of me, so I hope she can return before

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255