[ There's an awkwardness in the moment, and Hermione feels tense, uncertain, as if she can feel the way Anders' opinion of her is shifting. Eventually, she breathes out, swallowing back the tension that's making her want to bolt away already. ]

I was a high ranking member of the Seelie court, [ the most high ranking after the Queen and Lancelot, actually, but there's no need to mention that ] so there were a number of assassins sent after me. One of them came and used some kind of poison that stopped me from being able to use my natural magic and because of that Dorian, my best friend, ended up fighting them. He... He stood between me and then and took a blade meant for me, right through his stomach. He died in my hands.

[ She breathes out, clenching her fists. ]

Dorian - he was immortal, but I forgot. All I could see was his body and the blood and... And I transformed. I turned into a lion and I chased her down and I ate her.