The response that Cyne got from the vampires was much more diplomatic than he would have expected. In the least, he hadn't been beheaded and poled in their courtyard, so it made sense that she'd want to give more than just a demonstration. Thinking about it, the Queen of Vampires and the Prince of Ashes would make a good political couple, emissaries of the two realms brought together in unison. The indication of lasting peace was one he hadn't thought of, even when he was being traded as a peace treaty. He figured it'd give his father enough time to regroup, boost moral, and other war preparing activities while the vampires grew impatient. But maybe his father wouldn't have to worry about the vampires attacking, if this treaty became a true treaty in Elara's kingdom.<br/><br/>"You're answer, well, it surprises me to be honest. I wasn't expecting such a diplomatic prospect like this from you."<br/><br/>His eyes ran down the length of her scar, wondering how she got such a wicked mark strewn along her body. Scars weren't new to him, but this one seemed more primal than most. Without thinking about it, he ran his finger along the length of the scar, starting at the bottom. It indented in the skin, and he could almost feel her pain. Knowing that he had asked one too many questions, he flattened his hand against her back, softly rubbing it. Not every thing was always as it seemed.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push. Scars don't need to run through the flesh to rend the mind."