FREYA
We don’t say a word to each other all the time as we walk straight to the Headmaster’s office. But right at the door Desmond stops me and turns me to look at him.
“Freya,” he says somehow nervously, “I can sense that something is wrong! Would you just tell me?”
“Everything is fine, sir Drake,” I say emotionlessly and try to avoid his gaze. In all honesty, I want to cry. But I wouldn’t be humiliating myself like that in front of him. No way!
He wants to tell me something, but I push the doors open and Marlene, the headmaster’s secretary greets us both with a tense smile.
“Adept Winter! Sir Drake!” she says, “Sir Baltazar is waiting for you. This way, please.”
I start walking calmly and she whispers to me when I pass her, “Good luck, Freya.”
I guess I am going to
