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

cool, when

murmurs. "And were you having memories

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

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, but that it's

me on its own."

my explanation

use, or how to describe the feelings in my body. I

attunement with the element. This is

he begins to pace. His lips move, but the words are too quiet for me to catch. I strain my ears, leaning forward slightly, but

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

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

jarring, like hearing a

swear.

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

me, awkward

of an exaggeration than it is," he mutters, confirming my

I can process this bizarre tidbit about Fae bureaucracy, Magister Orion's demeanor shifts. "Follow

of a blank wall, and I'm about to

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

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

once.

the air, in the ground beneath my feet. I can almost taste it,

training room,"

announces.

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

I ask, my

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

in. The level of

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in what looks like

I blink, trying to make sense of what I'm

between sun, stars, and wooden beams like a

once.

It's in the air, in the ground beneath my feet. I can

to the training room," Magister

announces.

mouth, the room shimmers. The trees melt away, replaced by sleek metal walls. We're suddenly standing in what looks like a giant metal box. "What just happened?" I ask, my voice

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

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

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up, sends a tingle down

should be safe to practice your magic," Magister

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