The Empire of Reimia (3)

"I never thought I'd see something like this," he said slowly, carefully choosing his words. "In the ninth century... It's hard to believe what happened. In fact, I've always been against prejudice, and I believe that my words and actions have as much meaning as they align with my actual thoughts, so, in reality, there was no catastrophe, but... Perhaps it's something on the level of prejudice. When our distant ancestors knelt, it was an act of self-denial – the one who knelt was defenseless and, thus, completely surrendered himself into the hands of the lord. In the Rhemic culture, this was always considered extremely humiliating. And just a few minutes ago... such a disgrace, against which the entire unconscious part of the personality rebels," Marey felt that he was starting to talk too much, to open up more than caution allowed, and quickly added: "No, of course, our magnificent empress only did us a great honor, and my annoyance is completely unjustified, but still... I've never knelt before, at least not so literally. And yet I'm used to obeying. The indifference of the others... is striking."