Tangled

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246 Ava: Off-kilter

Staying in the training room for another week is mental torture.

The training isn't the worst part.

It's the tedium.

Vanessa and Marcus are tense and jumpy, even with nothing happening.

Sometimes, the weird training room turns into a quiet beach. In an unfortunate twist, the room can't emulate scent, so it doesn't help much as a change of venue.

Once I'm able to summon fire with ease, Magister Orion announces that it's a great time to return to the Fae Ward.

The clock on the wall shows eighteen hours have passed since we entered.

"Despite sleeping in here, your mind and body aren't truly rested. You should sleep once we

return."

"No, I need to see if Selene's returned, I protest, swaying on my feet. The idea of sleep is tempting, but the worry gnawing at my gut won't let me rest. "What if something's happened?" Magister Orion's eyes soften. "Ava, I assure you, if any important news arrives, I will wake you immediately. But right now, your mental faculties need replenishing. You've pushed yourself hard. While this room is convenient for fast- tracking your training, it comes with downsides." "Days?" I blink, the concept of time slipping through my fingers like sand. "It's only been eighteen

hours."

"There, yes. And in here, it's been two weeks."

Right. I knew that.

I'm just a little confused.

My body betrays me with a jaw-cracking yawn. Vanessa steps forward, her hand gentle on my arm. "He's right, Ava. You're dead on your feet." Marcus grabs my other arm, holding me upright. It's only then that I realize I was tilting to the

side.

my

warms me, but anxiety still coils in

firmly. "Eight hours of sleep,

but Vanessa's voice distracts me. "He's right, Ava.

me, leaving behind a bone-deep weariness. "Fine," I concede, "but wake me if anything-and I mean anything-happens." Magister Orion nods solemnly.

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to the ornate halls of the Fae Ward makes my head spin. Vanessa steadies me, concern etched on

At least, I think I'm smiling. Honestly, everything's a little

me, with a gentle shove that tilts me back into a proper angle to the floor. "I'll take first

Exhaustion weighs down my tongue; I'm not

my room, I'm stumbling with every step. The bed looks impossibly inviting, and I barely kick off my shoes before collapsing

the luxury of showers, but

against the clean, cool

well," Vanessa murmurs, her voice already fading as

quite recognize, and a persistent sense of urgency. I'm running, always running, but I can't remember what I'm chasing or what's chasing me. The chase stops

I

to walk in it, but something tells me it isn't

been here before, and my entire body's screaming at me to run

from crystal clear and blue to murky

of red in the trees, and a menacing presence that

suddenly, I'm not there

with clear blue eyes stares at me, the only color in her fur a patch of

from sleep, it takes me a moment to remember where I am. The soft bed and ornate furnishings of the Fae Ward come into focus slowly. I blink, disoriented, and reach for my phone out of

Oh, wait. It's not.

charged, but not powered

feverish. My entire

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in a chair by the

was 1 out?" I croak,

said to let you sleep as long as

ten minutes. "Why didn't you

shakes her head. "Nothing yet. And before you ask, no, we haven't been able to reach

worry I'd pushed aside during sleep comes rushing