Give it a few more years and they'll even start to look down on lesser mages rather than lumping them all under one banner.
Westerosi Lady: <sniff!> "The poor dear, I heard the heir is merely an Adept, while her youngest daughter is already a Sorcerer of the third circle. You know what they say about the blood breeding true..."
Westerosi Lady #2: <titter> "At least he isn't limited to working magic through crafting, like a commoner! Patricia was positively inconsolable when the news came about her favorite's...deficiency."
Meanwhile...
Battle Mage: "I can't wait for my first assignment. I hear the Imperator was handing out accolades during the last graduation--there he is!"
Artificer: "I mean, maybe you should temper your expectations..."
Battle Mage: "Hush now, it's starting!"
...
Viserys: "Long has been the road to this day, but since then you have accomplished much and will do more on your path to mastery of your power and art. For the battle mages in the audience, there will be many battles ahead, grueling environmental conditions, sometimes with only regular artifice between you and rains of acid, fields of fire and howling winds. You'll face mighty foes and terrifying creatures, and while well compensated, sometimes an early retirement."
Battle Mage: "Well... that doesn't sound so bad..."
Viserys: "To another Plane of existence."
Artificer: "Ah, there we go..."
Viserys, sounding visibly more excited: "And for the enchanters here in the audience, fabulous wealth, accommodations in top-class billets, the support and the spirit of healthy cooperation and competition among your peers as well as the very best protections from all manner of harm, as any strategic resource--I mean, er, valuable citizen can hope to manage."
Artificer: "...I mean, maybe it'll be boring? No excitement when you're locked up behind three layers of wards ten hours a day."
Battle Mage: 😟