Elara's eyes widened at the Prince's joke about her fitting the term damsel and the term toy fitting him, but realizing he was making a joke, she covered her smile and shook her head a little. She shifted a little and leaned her head on the pillow, folding her arms across her chest a little while he actually gave a real chuckle. His voice was pleasant enough sounding when it wasn't a snide tone or remark, Elara thought as she rolled onto her stomach and rested her chin on her pillow. "I'm not asking you to hide your heritage, Cyne. I'm telling you, for your own safety it might be best if you showed an aggressive or neutral face to anyone except my maids or my guards." The queen explained, her voice becoming a little muffled when she buried it briefly on her pillowcase. "I can only keep you alive if I don't have the entire court trying to undermine me, after all. The minute they start calling you a subversive influence on the kingdom... well... things will become extremely difficult for me, and dangerous for you."<br/><br/>"My guards will still be encased in metal armor with their weapons, but everyone else who comes into this palace will have all of their weapons removed immediately." She said seriously, stretching and lifting her legs under the blanket a little and pointing her toes toward the ceiling. "And how does seeing me exposed suit you, Prince Cyne?" Elara teased, rolling onto her back and resting the back of her head on the pillow finally, playfully giving him a full view of her from the front.