Liamâs heart sunk deep into his stomach as he remembered the words that the guardian said to him. He stared at the apple, and all he could see was an entrapping poison, even though the fruit seemed really tasty and its red color made his mouth watery. âNo, my love. I think I will pass.â âAre you rejecting this from me? This is a token of my love for you, look, it's an apple, a symbol of the passion that we share.â Circe persisted, pushing the apple closer until it touched Liamâs lips. âGo on, have a bit.â She persisted with a smile that soon faded, looking like she was about to get angry if he refused to eat from the apple. Liam stared at her for a while, and he could even see that the rest of the maidens standing at several corners had their eyes on him, waiting to see if he was going to reject a gift from their Mistress. âEveryone is watching, my love. Are you going to lead me to a ridicule?â Circe smirked at Liam, her eyes dazzling but in am impending rage. âAlright. Ju
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