Essery looked mildly shocked, but only for a moment, then she was smiling again and waving her hand dismissively before she moved her knight away from the impending attack.
"Well, most purebloods don't have much taste. The high society type, at least. But I never knew you....I guess I just assumed. Sorry about that." Her own family name was well-known enough, just from the jokes that could be made. They were pure, but never pure enough to really be considered, with far too many muggle marriages and squibs, and they'd liked it that way. Pureblood politics wasn't something Essery had ever worried over.