Tyler’s confession had not only been overheard, it had become the most talked-about, sensational gossip fodder in their grade.
Tyler was the large, lumbering, barely well-kept servant of the wealthiest of nobles, and Kaitlin was a plain maid who barely spoke and served a mid-level noble.
For a full week afterward, people talked, laughed, and mocked that the mid-level noble was trying to make moves on Master Kramer through her servant.
The girl had been appalled and, with the gossip showing no sign of disappearing, had publicly humiliated her servant to the point of ripping the girl’s uniform in public.
Tyler had tried to stop the abuse, but Vincent had commanded him not to move.
He had stood and watched as the poor, innocent girl wept, while gathered nobles, fourteen to sixteen years
