The elderly woman sitting on the sofa beamed with pure joy. She reached out a frail, trembling hand and carefully accepted the medal. "The highest honor... I've finally lived to see it, and it belongs to my own granddaughter."
Eleanor traced the intricate metalwork as she spoke.
"Grandma, this is the highest state honor in Mavaria. This one is mine, and this one is Owen's.
From now on, I might even be invited to major national events."
"The highest honor? Attending national events?
Good... so good. Now, when I go to the afterlife, I'll have plenty to brag about to our ancestors."
Mira's smile faltered. Why was Eleanor's voice sounding weaker by the second? Her medical instincts instantly flared to life.
"Grandma? What's wrong? Don't scare me!"
Mira whipped her head toward Rachel. "Quick, get my medical kit!"
Gently, Mira eased Eleanor's upper body down until she was lying flat on the sofa. She instructed Mrs. Higgins to loosen the elderly woman's collar while she swiftly began inserting specialized acupuncture needles to stabilize her vitals. "Owen, call Master Ellis right now!"
Owen was already dialing before the words fully left her mouth.
After a few precise applications, Eleanor slowly opened her eyes. The look she gave Mira was filled with profound, lingering affection. "Mira... don't waste your energy. I know my own body. My time has come to an end."
Eleanor's health had been meticulously managed by Mira and her mentor for a long time; of course she knew her condition. She just couldn't bear the thought of leaving her granddaughter behind.
"Stop talking, Grandma. Save your strength. You're going to get better. You're going to live to be a hundred!"
Mira choked back a sob, continuing her treatment with trembling hands.

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