I bristled, disturbed Seth would speak so rudely about our workers who were very presently watching our conversation. I had no doubt they'd tidied and set this area just for us and riskily hoisted all the table settings and food up the dark stairwell.
Really, I should not have been as shocked as I was to witness my brother's contempt, but it still stung me on our servants' behalf. That Seth would disrespect the people who catered to us all hours of the day stirred a small ocean of anger in me. It was not fair. These hard workers of ours weren't beneath us. Yes, they had not our status and wealth, but titles and material things did not make up a person. We were all just people, and no one was above the other.
