The night before my magic skills test, I can't help but be frantic and nervous about it.
I mean… come on! This would be my first test, and I know that this would be my first basis if ever I would be able to fulfill my childhood dream of becoming my father who was once a master wizard at our home village.
Will I somehow be able to pull this one through?
With these thoughts keep bugging me, I decided to go out of my room for a while and decided to dress as the prince upon doing so. I'll never know if I will suddenly bumped into another important royal official like the last time.
Now in the prince's clothes, I decided to wander around the lobby before going to the prince's office with a spellbook in hand. If you still remembered it, I stole my father's spellbook back when I ran away from home.
Sorry, dad! Love 'ya!
