[She admits it freely, even as she awkwardly uses her spoon to shovel some of the vegetables onto her plate. A place where being a king or a peasant didn't matter, where being a woman or a man didn't matter... In her world, such things mattered so much that they defined the course of your entire life.
They'd certainly defined everything about hers. What is that feeling she has, when she hears people talk of such things? Something like jealousy, even though she thinks a better person would be glad that others benefited from such equalities.
Better to think about this Dmitri. The blonde prince hadn't made the most favorable impression on her, (and the entire debacle over the communion in the roots had been... something), but.]
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[She admits it freely, even as she awkwardly uses her spoon to shovel some of the vegetables onto her plate. A place where being a king or a peasant didn't matter, where being a woman or a man didn't matter... In her world, such things mattered so much that they defined the course of your entire life.
They'd certainly defined everything about hers. What is that feeling she has, when she hears people talk of such things? Something like jealousy, even though she thinks a better person would be glad that others benefited from such equalities.
Better to think about this Dmitri. The blonde prince hadn't made the most favorable impression on her, (and the entire debacle over the communion in the roots had been... something), but.]
- not good?