Tangled

Chapter 235

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235 Ava: Magic Training (1)

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Magister Orion clasps his hands in front of him and beams in my direction. "And now, we have you, Ava Grey. The first wizard in a very long time."

Feeling the intensity of his gaze, I shift my weight, settling a little deeper into my chair as though that will somehow shield me from his excitement. "I don't want

you to see me as something special. I'm just me."

"You can't get away from being special, Ava Grey." He sighs. "It's unfortunate, but you'll never be able to escape that. Even without your magic, you're mated to an alpha, correct?"

I nod.

"Then you were already special to begin with." He spreads his hands with a little shrug. "Your magic is

like confetti on a cake."

Confetti?

Oh. He must mean sprinkles.

"Sprinkles are disgusting," I point out.

They are not. I like them. Selene's little whisper in my

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mind has my nose wrinkling

Sprinkles are just crunchy wax covering delicious icing. They have no business being within a mile of a decent

cake.

"Yes, well, there are those who love their sprinkles."

Magister Orion claps his hands. "So. Fire was your first element. I'm a little surprised. I thought it would be

water."

Tilting my head, I ask, "Does it matter?"

"Matter? No. It's a simple bit of curiosity. A personal theory, I suppose. Have you had any success with

other elements?"

"Water," Vanessa offers.

"Oh?" That sparkling look in his eyes is back. "You

touched water?"

"Not exactly. Nothing happened, but I could

felt refreshing and cool, when I finally stopped trying to

were you having memories again, when you felt

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did think about water and its properties, but it felt

stop trying to force it, and I tried to relax. Once I finally did, it came to me. It doesn't really feel like I'm in

me on its own."

my explanation makes me

of the words to use, or how to describe the feelings in my body. I

with the element. This is still

bounces out of his chair, his massive frame surprisingly agile as he begins to pace. His lips move, but the words are too quiet for me to catch. I strain my ears,

of this, he lets out a sigh so heavy I swear I feel the air

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continues, his voice rising. "Florice can take her damn applications

jarring, like

swear.

my crass language," he says, noticing my expression. "I'm simply sick of how things are governed here. Did you know we even need

awkward and uncertain. Is

an exaggeration

bureaucracy, Magister Orion's demeanor shifts. "Follow me," he says,

after him to the back of the building. He stops in front of a blank wall, and I'm about

They are magic. The wall shimmers and parts, revealing

nothing before

Magic

grove, trees stretching up towards... I blink, trying to make sense of what I'm seeing. The ceiling-if you can call it that- cycles between sun,

once.

I can almost taste it, a tang on my tongue

the training

announces.

melt away, replaced by sleek metal walls. We're suddenly standing

my voice

owner," Magister

spin in a slow circle, taking it all in. The level of magic surrounding us is staggering It makes

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in what looks like

up towards... I blink, trying to make

call it that- cycles between sun, stars, and wooden beams

once.

in the ground beneath my feet. I can almost taste it,

the training

announces.

soon as the words leave his mouth, the room shimmers. The trees melt away, replaced by sleek metal walls. We're suddenly standing in what looks like a giant metal box. "What just happened?" I ask, my voice barely above a

room changes according to the needs of its owner," Magister Orion explains. "But it won't change at

it all in. The level

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arms stand up, sends a tingle down my

be safe to practice your

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