"What a joke. The hunt is a tradition for true royalty, for those born into nobility. She doesn't even qualify to stand among us, let alone ride beside us!"
More voices chimed in, nodding and murmuring their agreement.
"She should just leave before she embarrasses herself further," a high ranking noblewoman declared. "The longer she stays, the worse this humiliation will become."
"If I were her, I would disappear in shame," another said with a cold smirk. "But I suppose someone so shameless doesn't even understand when she is unwelcome."
All the while, Nnenna stood still, letting their words wash over her like waves crashing against an unyielding rock. Her fingers curled slightly at her sides, but her face remained unreadable.
She would not run.
She would not bow.
She would not give them the satisfaction of seeing her break.
