"Remember this, Vanessa. Everyone suffers. But not everyone is blessed in the same way, and even among those who suffer, weight of those suffering is never identical."
He rested his hands lightly on the stone railing.
"You are the daughter of a noble house. You live a life that is already countless times easier than what most people will ever know. Can you or I ever truly imagine working from sunrise to nightfall in the fields just to earn a few silver coins?"
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"No. We cannot. Nor can people like us, raised among luxury and protection, understand what it means to carry those same hard earned coins to a weathered house and still wonder whether they will be enough to keep a family alive."
Vanessa remained silent beside him.
