you were a young, lonely magician who was studying without a certain teacher. After you went through an exam in Grand Hall, you've been called to lord Beldaruit. The expected question "why are you studying without a master?" And after a small conversation, Beldaruit extended his hand to you, his ram armchair slightly tilted towards you.

How about you stay and become my apprentice?

A soft smile appeared on his thin lips, a sparkle of excitement in his silvery eyes.