As she stood surveying her dorm room, Adelinde shook her head in quiet amazement. After what felt like ages she was finally graduating from the Academy. Incredible thought. She’d already packed up most of her personal belongings, knowing that once she graduated, she’d be giving her room up to some other student. And there was no point in leaving them with a filthy room. She’d even made up a nice little ‘Welcome!’ basket that she planned to leave on the dresser top before she left for good. Nothing terribly fancy or expensive. Just a cute little Goodbye Owlbear plush, some pretty pencils and stationary and other little bits and doodads.

“Just a way of sharing the love, I guess,” she murmured to herself as her eyes fell on the pile of catalogs for the universities. Wrinkling her nose in mild distaste, she made herself sit down at the desk and re-read through each. If she was going to be honest with herself, she didn’t really feel the call to attend a university. She knew what she wanted to do with her life and frankly, the only continuing education she’d need for it was a short course and test to get her wedding planning certification. And in the meantime, she could make cute soaps and bath bombs and lotions to help keep a small income rolling in. These were things she was good at. She was good at making visually appealing gift baskets. Once she got her certification, she could easily combine all of these things and be a force to be reckoned with. She rather liked the idea.

After another moment’s thought, Adelinde sighed and scooped up the catalogs before dumping them into the wastebasket. She’d made her choice. It was time to go talk to her counselor and tell them her decision.