"Why must she act like us? She would just be a guest." he paused. The naivety! she sometimes made him guilty.
"Because nobles are cold and brutal bastards. Their noses are high in the air and they would not accept anyone beneath them sitting with them. They would insult her and then she would be hurt." The words were so plain that she could not even complain about their brutality or coldness.
She had seen it first hand in the eyes of the baroness. Though the viscount was kind. But she was sure the world was more like baroness than the viscount.
