Untouchable

Ritual hierarchy ruled. The stratification that existed was as old as time itself. Not even the Oligarchs could challenge it, not that they wanted to. To fraternize outside of one's caste would force downward mobility.
She was the daughter of an oligarch who had lived life in a gilded cage but, always held a curiosity to what existed outside her compound walls.
He was the lowest of the low and looked to the glimmering streets of those considered above him with hatred.
When tensions run high in the midst of famine could they find something beyond their society?