Upon hearing Ryan’s words, Tom felt the world suddenly brighten up. What Steward Lewis said was true. At the end of the day, the people were subservient to their lords.
The relationship between master and servant was laid out clearly.
Ruler and ruled.
Master and slave.
Owner and owned.
‘That’s the way things have always been, one man after another. But when Master Ryan speaks, it’s almost like, I’m his equal too. Like I somehow matter as much as him, and that my life isn’t something I should throw away carelessly… I don’t think it’s because he’s a commoner now. Somehow, it feels like that’s simply what he is as a person,’ Tom thought with a hint of awe.
Tom finally accepted the bowl from Ryan’s hand and reached it up to his lips.
The ambrosia-like flavor touched his tongue, and it was like sparks and wonders, unlike anything he had tasted before.