"Done!" Freya shouted, even before Kraven could make a counteroffer. When the older mage heard her declaration, he turned around in anger, walked out of the room. The Prince almost jumped in joy at her words, but managed to keep his composure.
"Fantastic! The spell books would take some time, but the rest I will have ready in an hour. Is that fine with you?" The Prince suddenly had been much more regal and magnificent. He was no longer the panicking young man from a moment ago, and his behavior was more befitting that of royalty.
"Of course, your majesty. Take all the time you need." Freya replied with a smile.
"Then, by your leave, my lady." The prince greeted before he quickly left the room followed by his two guards.
Wulfric let out a sigh as the prince and the mage finally left. He looked back at Freya and spoke, "Congratulations! Freya, you got a good deal. You're lucky that the Prince arrive in time, or that old geezer would surely have swindled you."