Children Of Blood and Bone

Chapter 22 - Amari
I pause for a moment, aghast at the number of them filling the narrow path. Before today, I caught only glimpses of the laborers brought in to staff the palace—always pleasant, clean, groomed to Mother’s satisfaction. Like Binta, I thought they lived simple lives, safe within the palace walls. I never considered where they came from, where else they might have ended up,
“Skies…” It’s almost too hard to bear the sight. Mostly diviners, the laborers outnumber the villagers by hordes, dressed in nothing but tattered rags. Their dark skin blisters under the scorching sun, marred by the dirt and sand seemingly burned into their beings. Each is hardly more than a walking skeleton. 

A message I take from this scene is, that in reality we can all assume to quick. We make assumptions, based off what we see and we judge or praise easily. This teaches us that, although we may have assumed and have seen things we always never know what's going on, on the inside. People put on faces, and smiles to hid their emotions, that we may never had known about. Amari, had seen all her life one way of how the laborers had looked, but didn't know what could've they could have been going through on the outside.