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?"

my head, I admit, "Not exactly. Nothing happened, but

refreshing and cool, when

Magister Orion murmurs. "And were you having memories again,

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

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

me on its own."

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

You felt your attunement with the element.

quiet for me to catch. I strain my ears, leaning forward slightly, but it's no use. Whatever's going through

out a sigh so heavy I swear I feel the air move. "Red tape," he grumbles. "Always with

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voice rising. "Florice can take

eyes widen. It's jarring, like hearing

swear.

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

me, awkward and uncertain. Is he

of an exaggeration than

bizarre tidbit about Fae bureaucracy, Magister Orion's demeanor shifts. "Follow me," he says, his tone brooking no

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

The wall shimmers and parts, revealing

nothing before

Magic

blink, trying to make sense of what I'm seeing. The ceiling-if you can call it that- cycles between sun, stars, and wooden beams like a normal ceiling. It's disorienting and beautiful all

once.

feet. I can almost taste it, a tang on my tongue like ozone

to the training room," Magister

announces.

trees melt away, replaced by sleek

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

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

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

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in what looks like a forested

blink, trying to make sense of what I'm seeing. The

and wooden beams like a normal ceiling. It's disorienting and beautiful

once.

beneath my feet. I can almost

to the training room,"

announces.

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

Magister Orion explains. "But it won't

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

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sends a tingle

be safe to practice

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