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Quite a name, Fox said. Rina smiled, white teeth showing on or side while she smirked. Where'd it come from? Rina's smile faded a little at that. Her heritage was not something she liked to think of anymore. Since she'd left her blue-blooded family, Rina had tried to avoid the subject. A twinge of guilt spread inside her. Then again, they wouldn't need her now that her sister was queen.
My grandmother's, former queen, now deceased, name was Andrina, although she was known as Rina. The rest is heritage and stuff. Rina's voice trailed at the end. The girl didn't exactly want to discuss her family, but would tell her story if Fox needed. Looking away, she changed the subject.
I hope, miss Fox, that you wouldn't mind if I started training for a trade? Preferably Councillor or perhaps Chronicle? Rina waited for the woman to answer, her eyes scanning the woman after. She was young, but there was wisdom in her eyes.