'I hate this...' Sevet thought to herself.
She was not particularly smart, nor was she gifted in the art of craftsmanship or prophecy.
She also believed she wasn't beautiful by any means either, which meant she couldn't even be married off to some rich noble house to spend her days in tranquil nothingness.
She sucked in a deep breath.
The Sacred Doctrine was something every child of nobility was familiar with. Education was the privilege of the wealthy and influential. The higher the status of a noble house, the better informed their children would be about everything.
It was often seen as a measure. A test of the strength of one's lineage. As her background was obviously not very strong, Sevet did not know much.
Still, she had done her due diligence and studied hard. That meant the routine classes that thought Sacred Doctrine were a waste of time.
Both for her and everyone else here.
Well, almost everyone...
