omg sorry i didn't get a notification or something >.>
Lavender bit her lip, nodding sadly. She knew all too well about how important blood was. It was unfortunate that these themes seemed to be universal across the worlds. What could it honestly matter, though? They were all skin and bones and heartbeats and eyelashes and fingernails. They all needed blood to live and one person's blood didn't make breathing or walking or laughing any different. "I don't put much importance on it, to be honest. It doesn't matter where you come from, more what you do with your life."
While the woman seemed... nice enough, her talk of blood status and purity was a bit disconcerting. It sounded a bit like Magic is Might the way she carried on about her 'right' to a throne made of iron. What if she wasn't the most qualified, though? Just because it may have been her legacy didn't make it right. "You'll have to escape here first, unless you fashion a throne of iron here in the meantime," she commented, trying to keep an open mind. Dany was still a stranger to her after all.