Chapter 899

Hayden's dedication to the courtyard was no less than hers.

On any other day, Keira would have been thrilled to follow his lead and share in the excitement. But today, she couldn't muster any enthusiasm. Her attention was fixed entirely on the temple gates.

Even as the sun rose higher into the sky, the gates remained shut, and the unease in her heart grew heavier.

When Abbot Levinsky was still here, he opened the gates every morning without fail. After Jace arrived, he took over the task and once told her that opening the temple gates each day was like opening the door to one's heart. But today... why hadn't he come?

Was he unwell?

The thought sent a ripple of panic through her. Unable to wait any longer, Keira stepped forward and knocked on the door. After what felt like an eternity, someone finally

answered-a lay disciple living at the monastery.

"Apologies," he said with a slight bow. "Master Gregory might have overslept today."

Gregory. That was Jace's monastic name.

Hayden and Keira both bowed their thanks and entered the monastery.

"Does he oversleep often?" Keira asked the disciple as we walked.

"Not in the past, but recently Master Gregory hasn't been feeling well, so he occasionally rises late," the disciple replied.

Not feeling well? What's wrong

supported her

the door, but there

are you awake?" Keira called out, her voice trembling

called out, using his monastic

the room

unreadable. Keira felt a wave of dread wash over her and instinctively pushed

on her arm. Wait here. Let me

Chapter 899

He stepped inside.

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at her, his lips pressed tightly together, saying nothing. Keira knew then. Her knees buckled slightly, and she

and into the room.

meditation room, Keira saw Jace lying peacefully

simple green robe, a scripture placed neatly beside him. In one hand, he held a

her so much of their school days, when he would fall asleep in

hope that he was just taking a

for a

to move. Finally, she reached out with trembling hands and took the

there is no true birth or death in this world. My departure is merely an early return to

of taking responsibility for myself and freeing my body from the torment of

of one's sins. I have borne

but because I do not want those who love me to be burdened with keeping me alive through the cold steel of surgical

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