"Peasants were not people; they were tools—sometimes pets, if they proved interesting. Sometimes pests, if they became too annoying."
So how do you deal with a peasant who dared to insult nobility?
Krael entertained dangerous thoughts as he mulled over the girl's words.
Even now, she didn't seem to understand that her life teetered on a knife's edge. He may have been powerless against the monsters of the Surge, but a peasant girl? Lopping off her head would require only the slightest flick of his blade. She wouldn't even know she had died.
He could even make it painless—her crimes were not so great as to resort to more... savage means.
Hmmm... what an interesting situation. Defend my pride... or keep the interesting pet?
