Tangled

Chapter 240

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240 Ava: Sister Miriam is Angry

Chapter 30Magister Orion doesn't bat an eye when we tell him that we want to get in touch

with Sister Mirlam.

Two hours later, we're back in Sister Miriam's strange mansion, just outside of the Fae Ward.

We all try calling people again, but nothing but voicemails answer us.

Selene rolls against the cool floor, groaning in relief. So much easier to breathe here. Pity. I do like it there.

"Sorry." Watching her writhe around to soothe her itchy skin gives me something to do while we wait for Sister Miriam's arrival.

Layla is back, hunched over a pile of papers she dragged with her, marking through various papers with terrifying efficiency. I'm not even sure if she's reading what's on the pages. Just flip, sign, flip, flip, sign. Every so often she sets one to the side after writing REJECTED in large letters at the top of the

page.

"Their language is fascinating." Vanessa murmurs, also watching the gnome work.

"Language?" Startled, I glance at the healer. "She hasn't said a word."

Our whispers echo through the room. It's impossible for Layla not to hear everything we're saying, yet we continue to whisper.

"Her writing," she corrects me. "Those letters-you called them runes?-are so interesting. She writes them so quickly, but they're so intricate and detailed."

Glancing at the papers again, I squint my eyes.

It takes a while for me to realize that Layla is, in fact, writing in the strange language of theirs, and not in English.

That can't be possible. I'm reading everything she's writing with such case, as though it were already in English. How?

Affinity, Selene explains with a yawn. You've accessed your magic. You've gained an

the

possible? Unlock magic and an

Precisely.

but he's not, so I shelve them for now. It's a strange

floor announces Sister Miriam's arrival before she even enters the room. Selene, who's been rolling around on the floor, suddenly sits up straight, her posture prim

Miriam steps into view. I

Ava Sister Miriam

vintage dresses I've grown accustomed to seeing her in. Instead, she's wearing a loose shirt and jeans. It's so... normal. So un-Sister Miriam-like that for a moment,

she greets us, her tone cool and polite. Her red eyes lock onto

and Marcus, whose faces are blank, I launch into a

Miriam, is the city at war with

widen, and she takes an involuntary step forward, so intense that it steals my breath away for a moment as her

as if catching herself, she quickly adds, "I've heard nothing about any

around the room as if

never seen

She knows something

explain, the words tumbling out in a rush. "And I can't get in touch with anyone. No one's answering their

been watching our exchange instead of working on her papers. "What's going

her small form quivering. "I don't

she barks out orders. "Find out what's happening and see if

Miriam's fingers, Layla vanishes the

I

radiating from her every movement. She's almost shaking with anger, but it makes

danger. Why

she asks, her voice tight. I'm

he explains, gesturing to my husky. "But she'd

It's the most open display of emotion I've ever seen from her. For a long moment, she Just glares at Selene, who stares

Sister Miriam is

But it isn't

Sister Miriam lets out a long sigh. "Fine," she says, the word sounding as if it's been dragged out of her. "I'm willing to travel with

matter how small. For attacks to occur without my knowledge means that someone is tampering in my information network. This is

cement the foreboding in my heart, but I ask,

her gaze softening slightly as she

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