"Mudblood will always be an insult, there is no cleaning the filth even if you prefer to wallow in it," Regulus sniped back with nary a thought given to it. Quarrels on blood purity with his traitor relatives had long since become a knee-jerk reaction.

The realization that Andromeda wasn't married, though, that made him feel ever so slightly light-headed with relief. He snorted bitterly. "You and your precious own paths... You don't care what damage you cause to the family! That a centuries-old line will end because of your selfishness and everything generations of Blacks have worked for will have been for naught."