Tangled

Chapter 235

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235 Ava: Magic Training (1)

235 Ava: Magic Training (1)

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?"

admit, "Not exactly. Nothing happened, but I

when I finally stopped trying to force

murmurs. "And were you having memories

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Squinting, I think back. "I did

was missing. Like it wasn't enough. Then Selene told me to stop trying to force it, and I tried to relax. Once

me on its own."

through my explanation makes

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

a partial activation. You felt your attunement with

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, leaning forward slightly, but it's no use. Whatever's going through his mind, he's keeping it to

few minutes of this, he lets out a sigh so heavy I swear I feel the air move. "Red tape,"

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voice rising. "Florice can take her

widen. It's jarring, like hearing a

swear.

simply sick of how things are governed here.

awkward and uncertain. Is

an exaggeration than it is," he mutters,

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

to the back of the building. He stops in front of a blank

magic. The wall shimmers and parts, revealing

nothing before

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what I'm seeing. The ceiling-if you can call it that-

once.

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

the training

announces.

the room shimmers. The trees melt away, replaced by sleek metal walls.

my voice barely above a

to the needs of its owner," Magister Orion

in. The level of magic surrounding us is

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in what looks like a forested grove,

towards... I blink, trying to make sense

beams like a normal

once.

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

the training room,"

announces.

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?"

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

in. The level

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my arms stand up, sends

room, you should be safe to practice your magic,"

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