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?"

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

cool, when I finally stopped trying to

you having memories again, when you felt

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

enough. Then Selene told me to stop trying to force it, and I tried to relax. Once I finally did, it came to

me on its own."

my explanation makes me

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

You felt your attunement with the element. This is still good,

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

heavy I swear I feel the air

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means when he continues, his voice rising.

It's jarring, like

swear.

for my crass language," he says, noticing my expression. "I'm simply sick of how things are governed

me, awkward and uncertain. Is he

exaggeration than it is,"

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

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

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

nothing before

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

once.

the ground beneath my feet. I

the training

announces.

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

ask, my voice barely above

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

in a slow circle, taking it all in. The level of magic surrounding us is staggering It makes the

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Magic

looks like a

make sense of what I'm seeing.

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

once.

magic here is palpable. It's in the air, in the ground beneath my feet. I can almost

the training room,"

announces.

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

of its owner," Magister Orion

in. The level of

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up, sends

safe

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