For their supposed fear of me being Morgana Pendragon, they still saw me as a little girl. Even when I can easily control the conversation – to a bunch of diplomats and politicians no less – they saw me as nothing but a girl who was way in above her head. It wouldn’t surprise me if they didn’t believe a single knut of Tobias. Even when I had brought up the President of Magical Congress to back me up, he stayed relatively silent most of the time. 