You earned every grain of metal in this case.”

I took the velvet box and felt its cold, solid weight settle into my palm.

I pressed the silver spring latch on the front.

The lid popped open, showing the heavy gold medal resting on dark navy silk, hanging from a crisp black and gold neck ribbon.

“Thank you, General,” I said, looking at the sharp lines of the eagle engraved on the front.

“Your mother and brother left through the north gate ten minutes ago,” Vance said quietly, picking up his silk cloth to polish his glasses once more before sliding them on.