After leaving Lynch's Tower, Greywell headed back to his residence. He didn't take a carriage but walked back step by step.
It was late afternoon, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell upon him, stretching his shadow. His steps were slow and heavy, as though he was pondering something with every stride.
Born into a shoemaker's family, Greywell's childhood memories were mostly blurred, but what he vividly recalled was his father heading out early each day with his shoe repair box, tirelessly toiling until late at night, barely managing to support them despite his exhaustion.
In stark contrast were the Nobles, adorned in fine garments, indulging in exquisite pastries, and living lives free of labor.
Greywell once asked his father how one could become a Noble, but the answer he received was that only the children of Nobles could become Nobles. As the son of a shoemaker, he was destined to grow up and become a shoemaker himself.
