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Beside her, Zhan’s hackles were raised and his teeth bared. Beccalynn held her position; staring directly into the Lady’s eyes. It was terribly rude of her, and she could very well be beaten into submission for it. She doubted, however, that she would receive any punishment with the angry wolf at her side and command.
She stepped forward, resisting the urge to slap the woman across the face. <font color="3B741C"> “I should respect you. Perhaps I should even fear you. But do you want to know something? I don’t.�</font> Zhan gnashed his fangs and she had to grab hold of his fur to keep him from leaping. <font color="3B741C"> “Dry your tears <I>My Lady</I>. You need not make reparations for something you did not do. You do not rule over me; I am not of this kingdom. The only thing you can do for me is be honest. You lie, and I know. I know because you all are like that. All you stupid nobles. All you care about is yourself!�</font> This time it was Zhan who did the stopping. Beccalynn jumped forward to attack the female before her, but the ebon canine snatched her dress with his teeth to keep her from moving.
Unshed tears shone in Beccalynn’s eyes as she allowed the woman before her to affect her so. She let herself be overcome by the memories that scarred her in the past, rendering her unable to function in the defense. She smacked Zhan on the nose and he released his hold on her, whimpering and lowering his hackles and tail. She took a step back to turn and leave, but a rock hit her on her knee, then another, causing her to stumble. Another hit Zhan on the side of his muzzle, and he growled, looking around wildly, though he saw nothing.
Laughter could be heard from the crowd of peasants that lined the streets. Comments flew. “Stupid girl. Who does she think she is?� More laughter. “Look at that! Blind! What a joke!� The once silent mass erupted into much chatter, all making fun of her attempts to stand up to a noble.
Now completely blinded by tears, Beccalynn didn’t know whether to lash out or break down and cry. Zhan was whimpering as random objects hit him. He knew he couldn’t search them out without Beccalynn to fight in his defense. There were too many of them, and not enough of him. Perhaps if he had vision…
Instead of attacking the public, Becca stepped up to the lady. <font color="3B741C"> “This is all <I>your</I> fault! You treat me like this, render me to this humiliation! You allow stones to be thrown at a blind, helpless animal and do nothing to help the hungry. If you had a starving child, would you provide?�</font> Of course, no noble’s child went hungry. None except Becca. A great part of her wanted to shout out to the world that she was worthy of a noble title as well. Her mother was a <I>duchess</I>. But who here would care? Was she legitimate? No. Still, she deserved something. She deserved the love she would never receive from her mother. She deserved the respect of a lady, but she would never get it. Her <I>mother</I> deserved to suffer for it, but since her mother was currently making more illegitimate children at the moment, this noble would pay for her mother’s mistakes. This noble and all others.
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