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, but I could feel something

cool, when I finally

Magister Orion murmurs. "And were you having memories

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

Then Selene told me to 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 control of it,

me on its own."

my explanation makes me

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

with the element. This is

quiet for me to catch. I strain my

heavy I swear I feel the air move. "Red tape," he grumbles. "Always with

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rising. "Florice can

widen. It's jarring, like hearing

swear.

my expression. "I'm simply sick of how things are governed here. Did you know we even need to fill out paperwork to take a

escapes me, awkward

were more of an exaggeration

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

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

They are magic. The wall shimmers and parts, revealing an entrance where there

nothing before

Ava: Magic

looks like a 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

once.

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

to the training room," Magister

announces.

replaced by sleek metal walls. We're suddenly standing in what looks like

just happened?" I ask, my voice barely

Magister Orion explains. "But it won't change at whim for

in a slow circle, taking it all in. The level

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like a forested grove,

up towards... I blink, trying to make sense of what

that- cycles between sun, stars, and wooden beams like a

once.

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

to the training

announces.

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

room changes according to the needs of its owner," Magister

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

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arms stand up, sends a tingle down

be safe to

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