Solaris POV
People are not born equal.
As a princess, I should not be thinking this, let alone admitting it. If I said it aloud in a formal address, there would be outrage from regional councils, moral lectures from allied states, and polite condemnation wrapped in diplomatic smiles.
However, precisely because I am a princess, I can say it clearly.
Strip away titles for a moment. Forget royalty, nobility, and peasants.
Even then, inequality remains.
Talent varies. Bodies differ. Some minds grasp things instantly, while others struggle no matter how long they try. Reflexes, beauty, health, discipline. These are not evenly distributed, and no amount of pretending has ever changed that.
I am born above them.
Beautiful. Healthy. Quick to learn. Quick to adapt. My tutors noticed it early.
My instructors did not need to repeat themselves.
Concepts settled into place the first time I touched them.
When I trained, my body responded as if it had been waiting all along.
