Tangled

Chapter 245

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245 Ava: Magic Boot Camp

Magister Orion keeps me in the training room for an entire week.

Eating. Sleeping. It doesn't matter; I do it all there.

At first, it's weird. I'm always rushing, wanting to go back, to see if we've heard from Sister Miriam or Selene, but Magister Orion points out every time-enough time hasn't passed in our

world.

It's weird. I don't think it'll ever feel right.

"How long has it been? Didn't you say it changes?"

"It changes from time to time, but stays stable for long periods." He rests in a hammock, swaying from two palm trees in the middle of our weird, metal training room. He looks like he's on

vacation.

Marcus is watching in silence, as he always does.

Vanessa's asleep in her own hammock. They've been taking turns.

Me?

I'm drenched in sweat, but there are three different flames, about an inch in size, floating in the

air in front of me. It's little more than candle-strength, but I'm proud of it.

Maybe it doesn't sound like much, but it's massive progress.

Instead of pestering Magister Orion for a more concrete answer, I try to pull the three flames together and merge them into one.

It all falls apart after that.

flickers out of existence. Another bounces off, and I cut my trickle of magic as it

It, too, disappears.

I'm left with one

mutter, cutting my magic and

Fae Ward," Magister Orion announces on the heels of my

"How do

behind me. "The room

training room, while the other

an odd

with numbers," I explain, gesturing to the

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clocks with numbers. What other kind

They have

confusion. "A circle? Why? Why do

circle?"

the hands-well, they're actually needles that point to

nose in thought. The numbers one through

1 nod.

tell time with

minutes. The big needle is

have twelve

then there's P.M., which is

inventions can be so very strange. This technology of yours brings

clocks just makes my head hurt. I have no idea how elementary teachers can throw knowledge at children; I'm trying to teach an adult and I already want to tear my hair out. Imagine teaching

for the hills and give

focus back to my training. I close my eyes, concentrating on summoning fire once more:

hands.

on gathering your

in exasperation. "Why didn't you tell me that earlier? I've been at this

"How would I know if

but I still feel like he's dragged me around for

should I do?"

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