Casually glancing at the table with the results of the combat and written exams, Nira immediately focused her gaze on the column with the scholarship information: everything else was too predictable to warrant attention.
"Ha, choke on your tests, you admirers of boys in uniform," she smirked, remembering the general and the historian. "But our Varenka is no slouch; I need to keep an eye on her..."
"Varya, congratulations! 🥳" Nira waved to her as she passed by the refectory. "How will you celebrate your victory? I hope you'll let me study with you for the next exams, or at least share your study methods; it would really help me. 😊