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?"

admit, "Not exactly. Nothing happened,

felt refreshing and cool, when

you having memories again, when you felt

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"I did think

to relax. Once I finally did, it came to me. It doesn't really feel like I'm in control of it, but

me on its own."

my explanation makes me

how to describe the feelings in

with the element. This is still

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

a sigh so heavy I swear I feel the air move.

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means when he continues, his voice rising. "Florice can take her damn

It's jarring, like hearing a

swear.

expression. "I'm simply sick of how things are

escapes me, awkward and uncertain. Is

exaggeration

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

him to the back of the building. He stops in front of a blank wall, and I'm about to ask why when, like magic,

magic. The wall shimmers and parts,

nothing before

Magic

in what 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 wooden beams

once.

I can almost taste

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

ask, my voice barely above

Magister

slow circle, taking it all in. The level of

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looks like a forested grove,

I blink, trying to make sense of what I'm

between sun, stars, and wooden beams like a normal ceiling. It's disorienting and beautiful

once.

in the air, in the ground beneath my feet. I can almost

the training

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 metal box. "What just

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

taking it all in. The level of magic surrounding us is staggering. It makes

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my arms stand up, sends a tingle down my

should be safe to practice your magic," Magister

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