A reward for which Marian had no regrets. Especially when that particular brand of bullying stopped completely afterward.
She had even cursed the goddess herself when she had been made to clean and wash equipment, clothes, beds, and even toilets at the barracks.
Using water that had blocks of ice in the buckets during winter, and that had been polluted with powders that caused burns or swelling on her hands, during other months.
She had been bitter about being punished for the slightest thing. Sometimes being made to go without food or water for days, other times being given hard labor to do with poor equipment or none at all.
A princess. Being treated worse than a slave.
She had thought her life was terrible, without any idea what her father had been made to do.
What he had endured
