Chapter 1967

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?" The two immediately lowe