35. Pureblood

“I don’t really see what the big deal is, Elliot.” Jayden sighed, rolling her eyes.

“I mean sure, I’m a pureblood, and Cael’s a pureblood but I’m sure I’d love him just the same if he was a muggle born.” She sighed, crossing her legs and folding her arms across her chest. Elliot could be so… stubborn sometimes in the older traditions.

“Oh Jayden,” Elliot chuckled, a look of pure horror on her face.

“Blood status seems to affect everything these days. Perhaps when you’re older and more educated you’ll understand.” The girl smirked, her eyes flashing mischievously.

Oh Elliot.