I stood there with my head hanging in shame. I could not even come to terms with exactly what I had done. I had screamed at the headmaster in front of the whole school and college and all the teachers were watching me with wary eyes except only Whitmore who was smirking at me.
“I am sorry,” I offered my apology as I really had nothing else to say at that point of time.
“It is not a very big deal at all Ms. Atwood. It only shows how protective you are of your friends and you would go to any lengths to save them,” said Headmaster Motley as he filled the chalice from the bronze basin again and then gave it to me to drink. I took it from his hands and I smelled all the beautiful odours in the world together. Lavender, the smell of freshly cut grass, wet soil, the briny flavour of the sea, a
