Aurora was stunned, as if it was the first time anyone had ever told her that her gender was not her fault. However, she shook her head soon.

"You don't have to console me. If my gender is not my fault, why do they loathe me then?"

Deirdre could see that Aurora had her head raised and her probably clear eyes were bright, but there was a thirst for knowledge in her words.

"My grandparents and parents loathe me. My mother constantly reminds me that she was neglected by others and beaten by my