" None of this was Agatha's fault, Helen knew that in her honest heart. And yet she resented her. For doing what she could not, for being what she was not, for giving her daughter what she had not. Whenever Hermione smiled at the sight of the slave girl, and grasped toward her with her chubby little arms, Helen knew that really she hated herself. But it was easier to hate Agatha. "

― , Daughters of Sparta