Chapter 2566

Nightingale climbed the stairs to the third floor and walked straight into the man's study. She set the keychain down on his desk. "I'm sorry, sir. I thought it was just a regular trinket, so I brought it to Hedya without asking you first."

Gab was reviewing several documents in his hand. At her words, he glanced at the keychain, nodded mildly, and said, "Go back and stay with Hedya."

"Yes, sir!" Nightingale answered respectfully, but her curiosity got the better of her. "If I may, Father Gab-may I ask who gave this to you?"

Gab slowly looked up from his papers. "Someone you know."

Nightingale's mind raced as surprise flickered across her face. "You've met Sylvia?"

Of all people, only she would pull a playful stunt like gifting Gab a keychain.

He gave a brief nod, his expression as unreadable as ever. "I have."

Nightingale's features softened with nostalgia. "Is she in Country C? Is she... doing well?"

Gab's eyes lingered on the keychain. After a quiet moment, he replied, "She's well."

but I'll always remember

across Gab's face. He looked up at

reserved, as always. Nightingale almost thought she'd imagined it. She stepped back. "I won't disturb you any longer. I'll head back-good night, sir.

acknowledgment, lowering his

Out there, men pushed themselves through endless drills, night and day, hoping to catch the eye-and the favor of the most powerful man in Silver


passed through those grounds each year,

reached for the keychain, closing his hand around it

keychain under his pillow before heading to

from City C, he

he'd grabbed this keychain on

since, he'd grown used to seeing it each morning

a man like him could do something so

the edge of his bed. He took out the keychain and stared at the cartoon boy dangling from it, memories of those New Year days crowding

her smile, her playful pouting, even her shyness around his grandfather—all so

asked him to

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