Well, thought Fenella, it seems that at least I have found the right spell.

It was simply a matter of finding the right spells, and the right patron.

"All you've got to do is say the right spell."

So he could go back to Merovence easily, just by reciting the right spell!

And with anyone else I was always damned careful to use the right protective spells.

We must have the right spell, and it will take time to craft it.

With the right spell, someone magical could control another magical person, just by using their real name.

He didn't know why it bothered him that she'd hit on the right spell.

When things break down into chaos, you don't have the right spell to keep control.

And it's something I could do if I knew the right spells.