There's one thing that all poor people have in common, no matter the world or the point in time. And it is the suffering of injustices in the hands of the powerful.
Even in medieval times, when the control of the church was at its peak in Europe, there were constantly rebellions and uprisings.
The absence of those in this world was something that struck me as odd the moment I started studying history in the Academy.
It isn't like injustices stopped happening, or the powerful were good, wise, and lenient. No, there was an artificial reason for that weird compliance.
And now that that artifice ceased, we moved in to seize the opportunity.
There was already talk and some idealization of my mother because of her actions as an adventurer and her fiery personality. She always sided with the common people when there were conflicts, and the fact that she was a princess added to the mystique.
