“This, I want to do this.” He gestured to a particular page. “I’m not good with witchcraft spells. There are often special nuances your kind learn that are different from mine. I can only recreate concoctions. I want your help in doing this.” Once again, he gestured to the page by tapping it impatiently. She stepped forward to look at the spell. “Rurik...” She gasped, her lips parting. “It’s a handfasting spell.” “Yes, I know what it is. I just don’t know how to do it.” “But this is a binding ritual that Witches use to bond with the person they love.” Her parents had done it, and both had the
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