Tangled

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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?"

I admit, "Not exactly. Nothing happened, but I could

when I finally

murmurs. "And were you having memories again,

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

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

me on its own."

through my explanation makes me

to describe the feelings in my

like a partial activation. You felt your attunement with the element. This is still good, still good. Yes,

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,

sigh so heavy I swear I feel the

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rising. "Florice can take her damn applications and shove

eyes widen. It's jarring, like

swear.

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

laugh escapes me, awkward and uncertain. Is

more of an exaggeration than it is," he mutters,

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

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

wall shimmers and

nothing before

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trying to make sense of what I'm seeing. The ceiling-if you can call

once.

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

training

announces.

shimmers. The trees melt away, replaced by sleek metal walls. We're suddenly standing in what looks like a

my voice

of its owner," Magister Orion explains. "But it

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

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like

trying to make sense of what I'm seeing. The ceiling-if

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

once.

here 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.

The trees melt away, replaced by sleek metal walls. We're suddenly standing in

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

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

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sends a

you should be safe to practice your magic," Magister Orion

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