"Because I *wanted* to." [Writing Prompt]

Of all the things Amelia had done in her life, all the good and terrible things alike, this was always the one that kept resurfacing. She told herself over and over that she’d made her family noble because they deserved it, that they​ needed it. Without making them noble, they would have struggled in that space between nobility and peasantry, in that space where things they should have been allowed were out of their reach or denied them in favor of those less fortunate. Her sister would have suffered needlessly without access to the proper healers and her youngest brother would have been forced to travel far from the city he grew up in to become a scholar.

She didn’t want that for them. They were better than that and she knew it. All she had to do was make the rest of Masarra see it, too.

In the process she stained herself, made herself unfit to take the title she earned her family or even stand among them. But that didn’t matter to her. They had what they needed to survive and would be well off for generations to come. It was all worth it to the rogue, and that was enough.

Still, she could never deny the truth of the matter. When it came down to it, there was only one true reason for drowning herself in sins to make her family noble.

“Because I wanted to.”

And for the rogue? That would always be enough.