Seventeen
We head back out to the ballroom and find the table with our names on it. Honey and her Seer boyfriend are at the same table, and Honey jumps up to throw her arms around my neck while telling me she always knew I’d be the top graduate. I go rigid before awkwardly patting her back; I’m pretty sure we’ve never hugged before.
After Honey lets go of me, Dale and a girl not from the Guild join our table. Dale gapes at me before saying to Ryn, “Dude, I thought you were joking.”
Ryn wraps his fingers loosely, but somehow protectively, around my wrist. Honey looks between the two of us, apparently as confused as Dale. “Obviously not,” Ryn says. “I told you I’d be here with Violet, and I meant it.”
“But …” Dale’s eyes slide to me, then back to Ryn. “You don’t even like her. You’re the
