Caldwyn chuckled at the mortal prince's enthusiasm and curiosity, soon pulling his attention away from the Queen and her overbearing father's presence at the doorway to shake his head a little at the young man. "One question at a time... you mortals are always so curious and you must rush, rush, rush to find all the answers..." His attention was taken by the audible growl that emitted from the Queen's father before he stomped off, leaving Elara looking confused and surprised. "Learning to control each element was a slow process and as for who taught me... well I had to teach myself as my vampire father had no talent for the gift, and the mortal mage that was my mother died not long after I was born."<br/><br/>The hybrid mortal-vampire released the clod of earth in his hand, a gust of hardened air keeping the ball aloft as slowly, the spark of flame in his other palm moved to encase the earthen ball and slowly, bits of rock and mineral melted as the rest of the bit of earth dropped to the ground. The mineral/rock liquid ball bobbed and shifted on its pillow of air until the mage waved his hand at it, his brow furrowed in concentration as the air around it cooled and began to form beads of condensation that all slid toward the molten rock ball, causing vapor to mist into the air as the ball solidified. His show finished, the ball of rock floated toward Cyne, no bigger than the thumbnail of his smallest finger. "I can do many things, Princeling. Create water from the air holding moisture around me, cool it into ice, create a cyclone with sand or dust embedded in every space to suffocate an enemy... but I am essentially a teacher for the mortal magic wielders who are born in this realm, and now that you have ended the conflict with your own people, I can teach them to inspire the earth to grow things, to water the green things, and maybe, one day, undo the Sundering to the sky, and fill Arcadia with lush and beautiful things again. And once the Sundering has been undone, creatures of magic and life will return to this realm once again"<br/><br/>Elara heaved a sigh as she continued watching and listening to Cyne and Caldwyn speak, the conversation making a smile tug at her lips as she watched them. Cyne looked less like a warrior when he was drilling Caldwyn with questions and more like the young man he was, however misplaced in a different realm. She cleared her throat at one point, audibly to indicate that she and Cyne were supposed to be addressing time somewhere else, but the thought of the Sundering being undone made her breath catch in her throat as her eyes narrowed on Caldwyn. He had never spoke of such a thing being possible before. Her sharp look made it clear she would have words with him later about that secret.