"Yeah, right. Any sane man wouldn't want to stay with a woman who can't keep any of his confidences for herself while those willing to accept it would probably ask Faluel to join us." Friya snarled.
"Gods, we are both screwed." Phloria chuckled. "What are you going to do, then?"
"I'm tired of waiting for Prince Charming to come." Friya clenched her fist with determination. "From now on, I'm going to live my last one hundred years of freedom to their fullest and you should do the same.
"Stop focusing on Lith and Solus and think only on making a life for yourself. Maybe we'll never find the right person, but we won't know it unless we try." Friya extended her fist which Phloria bumped.
"Okay. Two questions. How do we get a job without it meddling with our Awakened apprenticeship and where can we find some dating material?" She asked.
Friya was about to answer when the array tapping into the Marquis' amulet finally brought something interesting.
