Chapter 1988
Pacific Garden sat in the southeast corner of Hamerton Manor, a haven of seclusion and serenity, close
to the seaside and the ranch. It was an ideal ce for recuperation.
Morpheus had chosen this tranquil retreat after returning to Centrolis with Persephone.
However, rather than finding sce, he became even more withdrawn than before.
Theodore paid him a visit, checking in with the caretakers to ensure everything was in order. After
confirming the details, he patted Morpheus on the shoulder.
A radiant smile broke through the gloom as Theodore cheerfully called out, "Morpheus!"
Turning around, Morpheus offered a polite smile. Yet, Theodore sensed a forced quality in both his
speech and smile, mirroring the demeanor of his sister since their return.
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Theodore had been on a mission, tirelessly organizing various types of entertainment for Morpheus,
ording to his parents'' insistence.
Despite Morpheus'' willingness to bond, most of the time, he would be found gazing at the distant
clouds and hues, lost in contemtion.
The only constant was Morpheus'' kindness towards Persephone. He visited her daily, silently
apanying her even when words were unspoken. His anticipation of her needs seemed almost
telepathic, always prepared beforehand for whatever she might desire.
Persephone, in turn, grew dependent on him. Her smiles brightened at the mere sight of him.
"Hey, Morpheus!" Theodore coaxed him to the equestrian field. "Since my sister won''te out, let''s
have a horse-ridingpetition! You pick one!"
Morpheus obliged and selected a tall, grand horse with a reddish-brown coat glistening in the sunlight.
ze, as it was known, stood out among the racing field horses, boasting exceptional build and
graceful muscle lines.
"Morpheus, you''ve got a great eye!" Theodore''s eyes sparkled. "This horse is called ze.
Our stable masters said it has a good lineage and fiery temperament. Can... Can you handle it?"
After a moment of hesitation, Morpheus cautiously stroked ze''s mane before taking the reins. To
everyone''s surprise, ze behaved unusually docile. Even the stable masters gasped in amazement.
"It seems there''s a bond between animals and humans!" Theodore smiled. "ze has thrown off
several people in our stable, and no one dared to touch it! But as soon as you arrived, you tamed it. It
looks like it only recognizes you as its master!"
Morpheus disyed a surprising level of horse-riding expertise. He urged ze forward, and they
galloped ahead with perfect bnce, adjusting seamlessly to every movement.
Theodore watched in awe. After theirp, he admired Morpheus even more.
"Morpheus, you''re amazing!" He was so excited that he almost lost his grip on the reins.
"Did you often ride before?"
Morpheus smiled but remained silent.
"Sephy said when you were in Flinge, you were a fighter, and besides that, you''re excellent at riding
horses! Is there anything you can''t do?"
"I''m not as good as Sephy thinks," Morpheus said in a low voice, patting the horse randomly. "It''s still a
bit lean. Don''t feed it regr fodder."
"Oh? Then what should we use?"
Morpheus mentioned a name—a highly specialized feed—that Theodore hadn''t heard of.
"Morpheus, I''m increasingly in awe of you," he marveled. "You even know this?"
Morpheus chuckled. It was just that this kind of feed wasn''t avable in Centrolis. It was used for the
horses of Southeast Aciatic''s royals.
"Hey, Morpheus, how did I do filming you?" Theodore pulled out his phone and showed a video of
Morpheus riding moments ago. "You''re really cool!"
"Don''t praise me like that," Morpheus pursed his lips. "I''ll get proud."
"You should be!" Theodoreughed. "You''ve got a style while riding. If we were in ancient times, you''d
definitely be a general on the battlefield!"
Morpheus''s face darkened abruptly, and his demeanor turned somber.