Becoming

Zariah raised a brow as Peter spoke of his heritage, but otherwise showed no sign of surprise. "Yes, the Launceleyn's have long known that magical blood is particularly strong in and generally passed from the matrilineal line. It is why we are particularly stringent on who our female members breed with, not wishing to introduce subpar bloodlines into those we have cultivated over centuries." she said by way of explanation. It was a pity the men who led to Peter's existence were likely not of magical blood. He could have been much more powerful were that the case. But he was making the best of a poor hand and doing well enough. Her head tilted the other way at the revelation that Peter's had not been caught, but that he had caught the eye of another. "Is that so? And who might that be? I should like to know who has their eyes on my dear cousin." she said. Part of her thought he might say Edrei. But she would quickly dispell any discomfort there - Edrei had her eyes on everyone pretty much. There was no need to think it anything serious - just a passing fancy. zariah If it is danger you seek, come on over. I covet tranquility but beget the tempest storm.