Yora grabbed a fork and started playing with it.
"Well, long story short, for 15 years, I've followed regimes stricter than what any mage or knight has to go through, and on the 16th year, I faced my first hurdle. It was quickly becoming apparent that I'm wasn't good enough for my own standards. Especially in the matters of the business and the noble lands.
"Sol was infinitely better at those things than I am. Still is. Maybe something to do with his brain. However, I was prideful. I didn't admit it, of course, but I felt I was naturally better than Sol coz I could use magic. Typical mage ego, eh? Not only you have to be able to cast spells, you also gotta be able to do literally everything better than the common man."
"…"
