“Mother says there will be no recreation until your chores are complete,” her stepsister insisted. “And when you’re finished in here, the stables need your attention.” The girl wiped the perspiration from her brow and gazed up at her stepsister. “What have I ever done to you to warrant your repugnance? Why do you make it your life’s work to oppress me so?” Narrowing her flame-filled eyes, her mother’s other daughter glared at her. “Why?” she repeated with a sniff. “Because I can, that’s why.”