And a nine-year-old would readily believe any story their mother fed them. Especially one who was... [ enslaved.
there's a hollow feeling in the pit of her stomach as that finally sinks in. her father was a slave. it does nothing to answer her questions or qualm her fears. if anything, it just has her asking even more. how far did a man have to fall that he would sit atop an empire that enslaved beings after having been a slave himself? ]