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?"

I admit, "Not exactly. Nothing happened, but

felt refreshing and cool, when I

murmurs. "And were you having memories again,

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like with fire." Squinting, I think back. "I did think about water and its properties, but it felt

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

me on its own."

explanation makes

or how to describe the feelings in my body. I don't

with

pace. His lips move, but the words are too quiet for me to catch. I strain my ears, leaning

lets out a sigh so heavy I swear I feel the air move. "Red tape," he grumbles.

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means when he continues, his voice rising. "Florice can take her damn applications and shove them up her

It's jarring, like hearing

swear.

how things are governed here.

laugh escapes me, awkward and uncertain. Is

exaggeration than it is,"

bizarre tidbit about Fae bureaucracy, Magister Orion's demeanor shifts. "Follow me," he says, his tone brooking no

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

not like magic. They are magic. The wall

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sense of what I'm seeing. The ceiling-if you can call

once.

my feet. I can

to the training room,"

announces.

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

happened?" I ask, my voice barely

of its owner," Magister Orion explains. "But it won't

in a slow circle, taking it all in. The level of magic surrounding us

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in what looks like a forested

to make

between sun, stars, and wooden beams like a

once.

feet. I can almost taste it, a tang on my tongue

to the training room," Magister

announces.

words leave his mouth, the room shimmers. The trees melt away, replaced by sleek metal walls. We're suddenly standing in what

owner," Magister Orion explains. "But it

taking it all in. The level of magic surrounding us

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sends a tingle

safe to

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