"I'm sorry," Ffion says as she leads the way back through the streets of the city. "I don't think that's normal. I'll ask Ellis. He'll know, 'cause he came here for the test." "Test?" "To be an apprentice." She is some way ahead of him now, but pauses to wait for him to catch up. Something seems odd about what she just said, but it could be his grasp of the language. "Apprentice wizard? Not baker?" "Oh, well, yes. Because apprenticing as a wizard is free. Ellis has a flair for baking so he could be a wizard. Do you understand?" "No."