Persephone's final design experiment was set to take place in a fireworks factory, and she put in a lot of preparatory work for it.
This fireworks factory was under royal management, so she was often seen entering and leaving with Christopher.
There were murmurs in the palace, and these bits of gossip quickly spread outside.
Morpheus also caught wind of some information outside the palace.
In the cafe, he sat quietly by the bed. The sunlight was still bright today, and the place remained empty without any patrons. A sign hung outside the courtyard door, indicating a temporary closure. It had been there for many years.
Since he left Southeast Aciatic, this courtyard hadn't seen any visitors.
Alfred Farrar placed a cup of hot black tea in front of Morpheus while his wife, Marie Farrar, was busy cleaning inside and outside. Both exchanged a glance, shaking their heads in resignation, and sighed.
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Back then.
Kaiden, the military general of Southeast Aciatic, conspired with foreign powers and incited rebellion, threatening the regime. The Harrises, also a military family, mobilized a considerable force but returned unsuccessfully.
Kaiden's preparations had been too thorough, catching the Harrises and the Southeast Aciatic royal family off guard.
At that point, Morpheus stepped up. He was just in his early 20s, full of youthful vigor, and aimed to make a name for himself. Yet, he didn't expect his first battle to be against his father.
It was unclear whether it was Kaiden's consideration for the father-son relationship on the battlefield or Morpheus' effective strategy, but despite the hardships, the goddess of victory ultimately sided with Morpheus. He won, but the cost was forever bearing the heavy cross of killing his own father.
Everyone in Southeast Aciatic revered him as the god of war, but only he knew that the title was written with his father's blood.
His guilt toward his father, coupled with PTSD after the war, led him into severe depression. He resigned from the royal service, renounced his position as a general, and took over this cafe.
"I know." Morpheus chuckled. "How could I not trust Sephy? When I was looking at these just now, I was only thinking of one thing..."
"What is it?"
Morpheus looked up. "Where is Rebecca?"
Alfred paused and looked at Marie. Both of them had previously worked in the palace, and even to this day, Marie sometimes went there and knew more about the situation.
"I heard Ms. Hamerton drove her away," Marie said in a low voice. "As for where she was driven to, I'm not sure. If you want to know, I'll go ask the butler."
"I suspect Rebecca hasn't gone far." Morpheus paused for a moment. "The royal family has always been strict, and there's never been such scandal leaking out before... Why have so many tabloid accounts suddenly started focusing solely on Sephy?"
"Yeah!" Alfred and Marie were struck with realization. "Could it be that the butler…"
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