Were good friends, when he was here. And when she was home. She guessed she still was his friend, even if he had left. If they all had left. She smiled when Ron mentioned the legend, almost glad when he said he didn't remember her. Good, too many people assumed they knew what she was like because of those things and it was a bit too much at times. She prefered no one knowing her.
"I have heard about this legend. And I don't mind anyone not knowing of me, it makes things easier."
Too many thought she was a little princess who had an easier than normal life but that was far from the case. Yes she had been happy, but life as a servant was not easy. Her eyes cast over the board when he started talking about the game. Strategy was important was the first thing she properly picked up on, other than the basic rules for starting. It was then she noticed the little pieces that looked like horses.
"Just like battle," she said quietly before glancing up. "My father was a blacksmith, made the swords for the knights. I know a little about strategy on a battlefield, but not so much for this. Where would I move a piece to?"