Abigail jumped a little, putting her hand over her chest from the way she started. Still, she breathed after a moment and bowed her head politely. It still took her a few seconds before she could speak properly.

"It's more ritual than spell, I suppose," she admitted. "There's no safe spell for love."

There wasn't any shame in admitting that she was searching for love. After all, she was more than aware of the ticking clock and how little time she might have left to continue her family line.