But all the food we couldn’t have ended up here, in Bonded bellies. The fuel for our fires ended up in these hearths. The taxes and the lowered wages, too, all so that the Bonded could hire servants to open their doors for them and sleep on silky sheets. We’re all putting our lives on the line in the war against the Siphons. Why should the Bonded get this luxury when soldiers on the front line are struggling, when commoners are starving to death and living in fear?
