[ She knows that Alucard isn't employing magic now, but it may as well feel like it from where she's sitting. Alucard's steady hands pulls lines from the pencil, blooming her design onto paper before her very eyes. Hilda is no stranger to magic and she's well aware of what it looks like both at home and here but it still manages to fill her with a sense of wonder.

Hilda clings onto every word that he says nodding and trying to commit it to memory for when she decides to revisit this later. Her eyes light up at the suggestion. ]

It would be so pretty if I could find a blacksmith to work the metal into the correct shape! Maybe Jayce could do it? Would I have to be enchanting it at the same time?