I gaped at the mountain of boxes piling up in my bedroom. These were to be my 'reward'—something I supposedly earned because I had stopped the Phantom Thief from wreaking havoc and catastrophe in the Eastern towns. I should have known. My father would never have treated me so nicely just because of the fact that I was his 'daughter'. It was because I have brought the glory he wanted for the family name.
I wanted to understand him. For the last ten years, the East suffered poverty because of me, was forced to rely on the West because of me. And now finally, at long last, the duke was finally able to get a hold of something that brought up his reputation. I have given him an opportunity that will allow him to gain more connections and in turn, help our region to completely rise back up on its feet.
