968 Win Some, Lose Some (Part 2)

"I agree with Quylla." Friya said. 

She was wearing a gold embroidered emerald-colored evening dress with a v neckline.

Her hair was arranged into an elaborate updo, with several tresses knot together that left her neck exposed, emphasizing her leaves-shaped parure composed of golden necklace and earrings with black diamonds that complimented her dark eyes and hair.

"I'm glad you are the first of our class to become an Archmage, but I think the price you paid for it is too steep. No amount of glory is worth facing so many dangers and giving up your personal life."

"Yet unless the excitement made me blind, I'm the one with a beautiful woman on my arm whereas you're single. Am I right?" Lith said.

"You'll pay for spreading salt on my wounds." Friya's cheeks flushed in embarrassment, but she kept her smile and composure intact.