This is not Idaia's closet.
It's something weird.
That could be either a really good thing or a really bad thing.
She probably wasn't going to succeed at what she needed to succeed at anyway; worth the gamble.
She steps inside.
"Unfortunately, that doesn't give me much information in advance."
"She's blonde and pretty and runs around in red dresses that are, mm, not really the kind of thing most people wear, and is the only reason I know 'pre-Raphaelite' is a style of painting, and she's...the best word I can think for it is vivacious."
"I think maybe the best way of describing her is...she sees the world differently than a lot of people, and she has the force of personality to get away with it?"
It's a novel but it's written in a sort of biography style, complete with the explanation of the paladin's family and early life mentioning her future deeds where they may be connected; the biographer-narrator's almost more of a character than the paladin. Bella explains whenever something comes up that they don't have here - demons, paladins themselves, the church of Kharol, etcetera.
And they get through three chapters and Bella yawns and it is bedtime.
If she wakes up before Idaia in the morning the room may still smell of blood.
Ew. Is there any visible blood? This is a little much for "somebody's on her period"...
No visible blood, no, but Idaia's curled up on her side looking miserable. And asleep.
Bella doesn't actually know if it's safe to wake her while she's mid-magic-dream, should have asked. She ties a shirt around her face and picks up her crystal ball and does research.
"Hi. Is it safe to wake you up when you're having ambient effects?"
"If I'm having a nightmare, yeah. Sorry, I should have talked to you about this."