As things stood, my favorite place in the entire attic apartment was my balcony, and its view of the large canal running up to the Hall of Truce through the public gardens at the very center of Highvale. This view was worth millions, and there wasn’t a day when I didn’t appreciate it.
I really can't with this story. its giving "poor me! My family is so rich and we have to worry about the peasants looking at us while we are out. We need a safe space to hoard our wealth and hide from the poors." I despise rich people in any capacity they are all the same. the more money you have the less empathy you have. period!
