"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.

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

"You said it yourself, 'if everything goes as planned'."

Persephone remained calm.

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

been taking good care of her since

he was just a good friend and

could ever replace

smiled. "The firefly is living in your heart.

that I like someone." She gazed into his eyes. "I'll tell you again—I like him. Apart

He frowned.

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

worthy of you sacrificing for

with

Christopher smiled helplessly.

he held paled in comparison

chance for me at

"Christopher..."

dreaming of the opportunity to fight equally. I'm a prince, and

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