She sighs, shrugs, moves to extract two things- a book of blood magic/curses, and her notes around sex magic. She offers them to me, and I sit and stare at them. Yes obviously Bella had bewitched the blade and a blood curse made most sense, but all of her work on sex and soul magic didn’t make sense to me. My brow furrowed. She spins around once, and moves to her desk, ripping a piece of parchment apart and quickly writing something with her quill. I stay perfectly still on her floor waiting for her to finish. She puts the quill down and turns to me, offering me the note,