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?"

exactly. Nothing happened,

felt refreshing and cool, when I finally stopped

"And were you having memories again, when you felt

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back. "I did think about water and its properties, but

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."

through my explanation

I'm not sure of the words to use, or how to describe the feelings

attunement with

too quiet for me to catch. I strain my ears, leaning forward slightly, but

few minutes of this, he lets out a sigh so heavy I swear I feel

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continues, his voice rising. "Florice

It's jarring,

swear.

apologize for my crass language," he says, noticing my expression. "I'm simply sick of how things

awkward and uncertain. Is he

more of an exaggeration

this bizarre tidbit about Fae bureaucracy, Magister Orion's demeanor shifts. "Follow

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

like magic. They are magic. The wall shimmers and parts,

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forested 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, stars, and wooden

once.

here is palpable. It's in the air, in the ground beneath my feet. I can almost taste it, a tang on my

the training room,"

announces.

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

ask, my voice barely

according to the needs of its owner," Magister Orion explains. "But it

in. The level of magic surrounding us

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looks like

to make sense of what I'm

call it that- cycles between sun, stars, and wooden beams like a normal ceiling.

once.

feet. I can almost taste it, a

the training room,"

announces.

replaced by sleek metal walls. We're suddenly standing in what looks like a giant metal box. "What just happened?" I ask,

to the needs of its owner," Magister Orion explains. "But it won't change at whim for

in. The level of

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stand up, sends a tingle down my

be safe to practice your

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