Bay had been setting up her table for a few hours of studying. She needed space to cross reference pronunciation keys and magical theory so she could make notes for herself, build a plan for her studies. Without needing to carry four different books to lessons. She hadn't started yet, which was fortunate for the young king. Had she been engrossed in her research she'd never hear what he asked.

"Not exactly. Each territory has a magic they deem best." She keeps setting up her space but her eyes are mostly on him as she does, only sparing a small glance for what she's doing rather than splitting her attention. "The magic they like is accepted, the other magics aren't."