Oh - you took your own name? I don't know of many cultures in which that's common. But it's nice, I suppose, in its own way. Deciding who you are for yourself, rather than your parents choosing for you. I like it. Even if perhaps for you it didn't mean much.

[It does resonate a little. Caedra had chosen the name she now uses as her surname, deciding to share it with the lord she swore her service to so long ago, before they had become lovers. It holds far more meaning for her than the surname she inherited from her human father, whose face she now can't even remember. Perhaps some day she will change it again. Sticking to one name for too long is dangerous, she has heard.]