“Clearly, it didn’t remain so?”
“I was never seen as an equal, not among the nobles of the house, not among the staff, and certainly not among the two I grew up beside. I was always the ‘dog’ as I was often referred to. They looked down on me, treated me like their personal slave, and that was the truth of it. The lady of the house allowed my mother to bring me into their home for just that reason. To allow her children to lord it over someone. To give them practice.”
“The noble class can be cruel indeed. I have had my fair share of run-ins with many,” Callisto agreed. “What happened?”
“There are only so many times you can kick a dog before it bites back.” Reeves’ eyes darkened. “My mother was little more than a slave for these people. To do as she was told, regardless of what it was, e
