Laughing at her innocent look, Antonin reached out to gently pat Morag on the shoulder.
He looked ahead, checking for other boats, and shrugged. "As near as I can tell from looking at our genealogy, there's no interrelation between our families at all. The Dolohovs have kept track of that sort of thing for generations; most of the Continental families do. And while I'm what you British call a pureblood, in that I come from a family with a long line of magic, it has always been the custom that we marry outside the noble lines."
"In fact, our first born daughter would inherit, as I was my Mother's heir."