Citys on the wall

In a world called Venta, there is a wall. Not a literal wall but it's like one. It's like the city of Enith, Klake, and Belladore are above everyone else. Like they are on a high wall, separated, alone, blind to the things around them. Every other town, city, and village hears about the citys wealth and happiness. But what they don't hear about is how abused the peasants are. You don't have a roof over your head if you're not a noble. You don't get enough food if you're not a noble. The nobles kick you on the streets, wip you if you only look at them wrong. The people are fed up. The people won't take it anymore.