Xyveris would lead her slowly through the castle, keeping its steps slow as possible to ensure she could keep up with it.  "You have magic in your background," it began slowly.  "And since your brother has no ability it must mean it's matriarchal.  At one point in the far distant past, your mother's line was touched by magic.  Perhaps a dragon took on human guise to mate with one of your line far in the history of your family.  A child must have been born, a female.  Since only a female was born, only the females of the line carry the power."<br/><br/>It eventually led them to a room that contained a tub big enough to have been used for a small party.  The tub had steps leading up to it, and was made of porcelain or something like it.  "The tub," Xyveris said with a grin.  "You're a human with magic.  The more you're around us creatures of magic, and the more you interact with us via the breeding, the more your magic will grow.  Dragons are fearsome creatures of magic, possessing might that rivaled small nations.  How strong you will be I do not know.  But I imagine we will find out."