His apology struck her as surprising and more so that it seemed to be honestly given as he stated that it was a difficult to understand power, and control. "Thank-you, Prince Cyne. While not necessary the meaning behind your apology is heartfelt and it does not go unnoticed." She sighed and turned to look back at the once great tower, running her finger over the dark, crumbling stone. He had seemed to understand them a little better after her tale, Elara thought to herself as she continued circling the former monument to her civilization's greatness. However his next question brought her up short as she started for the stairs descending down into the darkened recess of the crumbling structure.<br/><br/>The vampire queen paused her steps and turned to study the mortal Prince carefully, her eyes calculating as she strode towards him again, slowly. "You might consider us savages for the actions we took in a war, Prince Cyne, but in our own realm we are quite humane to those that provide us with what we need. There are mortals still here, many gifted, and yes they do feel the urgency to produce offspring sometimes, but we do not force them to mate or breed just to replace ones we kill. Once a moon, they donate a small amount of blood to our reserves, which is where most of those who require it for survival pay for their share. The amount they donate is probably close to ... shall we say half a glass?"<br/><br/>"Feeding on mortals directly... it's not forbidden, but it's a... private thing if that occurs. It gets rather, heated from the effect mortals feel from our saliva. After such an act, it's usually understood that particular human and vampire share a... mating bond of a sort. A very intense one. They are rare but they have happened." She tilted her head to the side so that her dark hair fell across her shoulder, exposing one side of her face. "If you would like to witness a donation, I can take you to another settlement later, or tomorrow. Just to see my words are true."