"Your daughter had been bullied," Victoria glared at her husband as she watched him drinking his afternoon tea. "Are you not planning on doing something about it?" she asked.
"Do something about what?" Slowly, Marquess Martin Lux closed the Empire's newspaper and stared at his wife. "Isn't it nothing but a squabble among kids?"
"Kids?" Victoria gasped. "This was the first time someone treated Dorothy like this since she was born, and yet you are treating it as a mere squabble?"
"Can you blame them?" Martin met his wife's eyes.
"What do you mean? Dorothy is the daughter of a Blessed! She shouldn't be treated that way!"
"She has not received the Blessing yet," Martin said. "One of those kids is going to receive the Blessing. We cannot treat them with prejudice."
"Prejudice!?" Victoria's jaw dropped. "Do you see it as prejudice? Doing something to stop bullying is prejudice?"
"Then should I punish them?"
"You— "
"What would happen if father hears about this?"
