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?"

head, I admit, "Not exactly. Nothing happened, but I could feel something

felt refreshing and cool, when I finally stopped trying

you having memories again, when you

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like with fire." Squinting, I think back. "I did think about water and its

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."

through my explanation makes me

the feelings in my

attunement with the

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

heavy I swear I

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rising. "Florice can take her damn applications and

eyes widen. It's jarring,

swear.

noticing my expression. "I'm simply sick of how things are governed here. Did

awkward and uncertain. Is

it were more of an exaggeration than

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

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

wall shimmers and

nothing before

Magic

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

once.

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

to the training room," Magister

announces.

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

my voice barely above a

needs of its owner," Magister Orion explains.

it all in. The level of magic surrounding us is

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looks like a forested

make sense of what

wooden beams like a normal ceiling.

once.

feet. I can almost taste it, a tang on

the training

announces.

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

changes according to the needs of its owner," Magister Orion explains. "But it won't

all in. The level of magic surrounding us

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stand up, sends a

safe to practice your magic," Magister Orion

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