Tangled

Chapter 235

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235 Ava: Magic Training (1)

235 Ava: Magic Training (1)

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?"

Nothing happened, but I could feel something

felt refreshing and cool, when I finally stopped trying

murmurs. "And were you having memories again, when you felt

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

me to 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

me on its own."

explanation makes me

the words to use, or how to describe the feelings in my body. I don't even

felt your attunement with

quiet for me to catch. I

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

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about to ask what he means when he continues, his voice rising. "Florice can take her damn applications and

widen. It's jarring, like

swear.

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

laugh escapes me, awkward and uncertain. Is he

of an exaggeration

this bizarre tidbit about Fae bureaucracy, Magister Orion's demeanor shifts.

stops in front of a blank wall, and I'm about to ask

are magic. The wall shimmers and parts, revealing an entrance

nothing before

Ava: Magic

a forested grove, trees stretching up towards... I 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

once.

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

to the training room," Magister

announces.

words leave his mouth, the room shimmers. The trees melt away, replaced by sleek

I ask, my

its owner," Magister

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

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what looks like

blink, trying to make

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

once.

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

the training

announces.

leave his mouth, the room shimmers. The trees melt away, replaced by sleek metal walls. We're suddenly

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

all in. The

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my arms stand up, sends a

safe

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