“Adept Freya Winter!” Desmond calls my name, not even waiting for Professor Rittflame’s permission.
I start to gather my things and Troy suddenly grabs my hand and pulls me closer.
“Now he even calls you during lectures?” he hisses into my ear, “Be careful, Freya! His bed may be warm but in the end, it may not pay off for you!”
“What a sick mind you have! “I hiss back, making sure to freeze the tips of his fingers that are holding me, “Stop judging people from your perspective! You are clueless about how the world really works!”
I roughly get my arm out of his grip and walk down the steps of the auditorium to Desmond. His eyes are on me the whole time and for a second there I notice the already familiar red glow. Professor Rittflame stands next to him and does not look happy
