The Callisto Alternate Ending

Callisto sat at the long table to the right of her father, a place of honor and power. She knew there were more than a few of her brothers jealous of her position, feeling instead one of them deserved the spot. Like she had always done in the past, Callisto ignored their glares. They could moan and gripe all they wished among themselves, but the fact remained, she was the right hand of the kingdom. A lot of good it did her, sighing as the bitter thought came to mind. She couldn't change anything, all the times she attempted, father smiled at her, patting her shoulder like a child. He told her it wasn't her fault these notions came to her, part of being a woman. This infuriated her, but there was little she could do. Callisto knew she would