Magic is everything Manifesting as you near your twentieth birthday. But for me, it's a dream. I have no magic, and I'll be the laughingstock of our coven. Worthless like my stepmother always told me I was. Except fate stands in and someone picks for me. He's older, and unknown...
It's how bonds are made. If your potential mate desires you and the power you have, then he bonds with you at the annual ceremony.