Compared to the grueling days of military drills and sleepless nights on the field, he felt his current discipline was nothing short of restrained.

With an afternoon free of obligations, Gabriel perused a few pages of a company contract. His time with his grandfather was limited, and he took every chance to ease the old man's worries.

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"Come in," Gabriel called out, his voice even.

"Gab!" Evelyn exclaimed as she breezed into the room, a tray of homemade pastries in hand. "I picked up some baking tips from the chef. I've made a whole bunch, dropped some off for Grandpa and Mr. Jarvis, and brought these for you."

Gabriel's expression was cool. "Evelyn."

She stiffened at the sound of her full name, a chill running down her spine. "What is it?"

He set aside the contract, fixing her with an impassive gaze. "Just be a good granddaughter to Mr. Quintin. You won't be shortchanged here, but don't try to play smart."

tumbling out in a rush. "What do

The Citadel, and you've looked out for each other - that's a bond worth honoring. Whether

Mr. Jarvis, I accidentally let slip that you went to see

what I've said the next time you're

lip

tray of sweets. "I don't eat

word, Evelyn picked up the tray

turned his attention back to the contracts, endorsing them with the meticulous strokes he had learned from Mr. Jarvis. The afternoon flew by in the quiet of his work. As

Gabriel picked up to

"Hello?"

Shirley! You remember

Gabriel replied,

other in years since

He wasn't sure, so he

a closely guarded secret. "Really? I didn't

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