Previously, they didn't understand and thought the Female Master's gentleness was an obligation, a matter of course.
They took advantage of her tolerance, acted spoiled, willful, even mistook her patience for weakness.
But now they understood.
She was also once an orphan, once helpless, yet she forcibly shouldered this family.
They should not have treated her as an object of amusement, nor should they have treated her boundaries as a game.
They were willing to respond now.
Willing to understand, to be considerate, to learn to love.
"Female Master! No matter what you ask, we will agree!"
Evan Sinclair practically shouted, his voice laced with choking and determination.
His knees buckled, about to kneel, but was quietly supported by Adam at his side.
His tears finally rolled down, not because of grievance, but because of regret.
Adam silently shook his head and retreated to a corner.
He never spoke, just quietly watched everything.
He had seen too many things like this.
