Tangled

Chapter 235

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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

felt refreshing and cool, when I

Orion murmurs. "And were you having memories again,

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

trying to force it, and I tried to relax. Once I finally did, it

me on its own."

my explanation makes me

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

attunement with the element. This is still good, still good. Yes,

lips move, but the words are too quiet for

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

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

eyes widen. It's jarring, like hearing a

swear.

for my crass language," he says, noticing my expression. "I'm simply sick of how things are governed here. Did you know we even need to

me, awkward and uncertain. Is he

it were more of an exaggeration than it

Fae bureaucracy, Magister Orion's demeanor shifts. "Follow me," he says, his tone

front of a blank wall, and I'm about to ask why when,

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

nothing before

Magic Training

to make sense of what I'm seeing. The ceiling-if you can call it that- cycles between sun, stars, and wooden beams

once.

feet. I can almost taste it, a tang

the training room," Magister

announces.

replaced by sleek metal walls. We're

happened?" I ask, my voice

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

in. The level of magic surrounding us is

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looks like a forested grove,

blink, trying to make sense of what

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

once.

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

training room,"

announces.

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

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

in. The

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my arms stand up, sends

should be safe

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