Phil regretted it.
Had she known earlier, she wouldn't have agreed to her father's request.
Looking at the many nobles below whom she had only met once, or never seen at all, who showered her with blessings and birthday gifts, Phil saw only flattery and insincerity.
She didn't dislike crowds, but she hated hypocritical masks.
In the Huijin Divine Hall, or when treating people in the mercenary camp, everyone also looked at her and praised her.
Their praise came from the heart, with no deceit, unlike the people here, all with false praises.
Phil could see resentment and jealousy in the eyes of many noble ladies, and in the eyes of noblemen, she saw glimmers that made her uncomfortable.
Because she was the daughter of Mr. Pharos, a genius mage, a holy priest, rumored to have high-standing within the Holy Court, they all wanted to gain her favor.
Underneath the polite demeanor was blatant greed and a desire for conquest.
Very detestable.
