Cyne's full attention had been given to Elara at this point, as soon as his father was mentioned. Listening ever so uncomfortably, he realized that his own answers might hold more weight against him than he'd like to admit, or view as an intelligent move.<br/><br/>"My father has always been more of a stubborn man, and while it makes a great leader, it doesn't make a great enemy."<br/><br/>He rubbed his head, looking at the rubble at his feet. This is the kind of result of war. Thinking back to the battles, his father had been effective, but at the cost of mercy. Even he had been a tool of war to his father, the heir to the throne.<br/><br/>"I don't blame you for suspecting my father, I truly don't. I didn't have any intentions on returning to my realm to be honest, because it wasn't only my father that had expected such hostility to myself as soon as we had made the deal. Destroying the portal won't be cutting off trades or runs of any sort, and it's the effective way of stopping a counter attack."<br/><br/>Even as he talked, the feeling in his gut dropped, and worsened by the second. It wouldn't surprise him if his dad had spent the past few nights asking his finest strategists how to properly invade this realm. But, closing the portal, even though he hadn't thought of going back, made the notion impossible.