"Magic is dying out. There's not many of us left. Even the nobles aren't as strong as they used to be. Between our power source being destroyed and non magical blood diluting our power, people like her are a rarity. Purebred, through and through. Her entire family tree is made up of nothing but magical people stretching back as far as we have records for. I can count on one hand the number of families like that, and she's the last remaining member of hers. The rest of her family... They destroyed themselves. With their own magic. And her, she was sent to live with a non-magical family. Just a baby, she won't remember a thing about her magic. Especially since they did a complex thing of magic to make sure hers never expressed itself."

"How long ago was that?"

"About twenty years or so."

"So then why, after all this time...?"

"Like I said. Magic is dying out. And she's got generations of it to share."