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There are plenty of things to do. Bella orders a carpet to enchant so she can commute to and from Reformist Wizards efficiently and move house. She starts combing through the castle library to find background material on her Minor Technical Issue.

Sometimes she watches Sherlock cook.

Sometimes she watches Tony forge. (Nnnnf.)

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Bella thanks Tony extremely thoroughly, and then she transfers a bunch of her stuff from her old sleeves to her new sleeves, and then she gets no work at all done for about four days because flying flying flying flying.

She then enchants the carpet because it will still be handy for journeys with more than one party involved.

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As soon as Tony is done with Bella's, she starts working on one for herself. She usually doesn't wear her own armour, but come on, who doesn't want to fly?

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Nobody doesn't want to fly!

Bella saturates herself on flying to the point where she can stand to do it only a little every day, and she gets back to work. She visits the wizards twice a week to give the women witching lessons and get wizarding lessons (alongside small wizard children). She studies the Skyvault. She determines that no one has already tackled her minor technical issue and that she will need to do the groundwork herself. She flies to her house, and collects Cricket and her door with most of her rooms enchanted into it, and she sets up the garden to go dormant. She tells all her friends she's getting married. She installs her cat and her door in the palace.

And she gets to know her fiancée.

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Her fiancée is continually delighted by everything she does!

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And that's adorable and Sherlock's adorable and Bella is quite falling in love with her, which is convenient, since they are engaged.

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Yes, it's lovely how that works out, isn't it.

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It is!

Bella decides to notify her of this development eventually, one evening when they are all snuggled up and Cricket has absented himself (this feature being essential, as he would be sure to comment if present).

"I'm falling in love with you," Bella announces comfortably. "I will probably be properly there in less than a week."

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"That is good to know," says Sherlock.

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"I thought it would be. That is why I told you." Snuggle snuggle.

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"Thank you."

Snuggle.

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"You're welcome."

Kisses.

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Kisses! Excellent.

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Excellence is to be striven for at all times!

So are kisses!

Okay, maybe kisses only sometimes. But this time is one of those times!

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This is an excellent time for kisses.

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So, Tony has been having some trouble with her flying armour.

She doesn't want it to come with a cape - she doesn't know why, she just doesn't feel capey. And she cannot for the life of her figure out how to get it to work without a cape.

So she starts going for walks, watching birds and thinking about air and metal. She sticks to the deep woods, when she remembers; they're as safe as it gets, for a member of the royal family who knows to be polite and friendly and never promise anything and always ask a squirrel.

She doesn't always remember.

And one afternoon, she doesn't come back from her walk.

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"Hey," says Bella, wandering into the kitchen where Sherlock is fixing dinner, "I haven't seen Tony all day, where is she?"

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"Walking, ostensibly. I would expect her to be back by now, however."

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"Yeah, she's usually back well before dinner." Bella chews her lip. "...The room with all the enchanted windows is in that door I brought, I could go try to check on her."

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"Do that, then."

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Bella goes up to her multiply-opening door.

She comes back to the kitchen with no visible wounds, but a few streaks of blood on her face. "My window exploded. Something happened."

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Sherlock closes her eyes for a few seconds.

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"An explosion rather than search failure narrows it down, but not in a good way," mutters Bella, starting to pace.

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"In what way, then?"

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"If the spell just failed that could mean I made the window wrong or addressed the window wrong or that Tony had secretly been made of soap bubbles all along, or something. If it explodes, that means there's copious amounts of hostile magic between my window and her."

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"I see," says Sherlock.

She looks at dinner. She looks at Bella.

She walks out of the kitchen door and across the palace clearing into the trees.