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?"

exactly. Nothing happened, but

cool, when

Orion murmurs. "And were you

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

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

me on its own."

through my explanation makes

the feelings in my body. I don't even know if it makes

with the element. This is still good,

frame surprisingly agile as he begins to pace. His lips move, but the words are too quiet

heavy I swear I feel the air move. "Red tape," he grumbles. "Always

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

It's jarring, like hearing

swear.

noticing my expression. "I'm simply sick of how things are governed here. Did you know we even need to

awkward and uncertain.

an exaggeration than it is," he

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

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

not like magic. They are magic. The wall

nothing before

Magic

The ceiling-if you can call it that- cycles between sun, stars, and wooden beams like a normal ceiling. It's disorienting

once.

the air, in the ground beneath my feet. I can almost taste it, a tang on my tongue like

to the training room,"

announces.

replaced

just happened?" I ask, my voice barely above a

to the needs of its owner," Magister

The

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in what looks like a

up towards... I blink, trying to make sense of what I'm seeing. The ceiling-if

it that- cycles between sun, stars, and wooden beams like a normal ceiling. It's

once.

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

training

announces.

We're suddenly standing in what looks like a giant metal box. "What just happened?" I ask, my voice barely above

changes according to the needs of its owner," Magister Orion explains. "But it

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

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up, sends a tingle down my

should be safe to practice

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