Elara's expression turned to one of pleasant surprise when the Prince simply propped himself up against the headboard of her bed and the smirk tugged on the corner of her mouth again as he questioned her about seeing the male form before and why she would trust him enough to sleep in her own bed. "Oh the male form is not unknown to me, Prince of Ashes... is the female one unknown to you?" She countered in a low voice, slowly flipping a corner of the high thread count sheets over on the opposite side of the plush mattress. "As for your other question, like in my bath, I can see very well that you have no weapons other than your magic on you and I have none but my fangs." She turned and sat on the edge of the mattress, her back to him as she ran her fingers through her dark hair, lightly tugging out some of the tangles in an almost ritualistic fashion. "And I suppose, that while you might be the son of my former enemy, I would like to believe that you would serve as an example to my people that the spirit of the treaty is one of a proper peace. After all, leading by example is the best way to ensure that your own act in their own best interests as well. And putting you in a cell, while entertaining for some of my people and my guards who have faced your troops in battle, does not guarantee your safety, nor give the indication that we want a lasting peace between realms."<br/><br/>The vampire Queen finished running her fingers through her slightly damp hair and started to turn to tuck her feet under the corner of the sheet she had flipped over, far lower in the bed than her guest. "You are correct in the assumption that I have been crossed by more than just your kind... my own have betrayed me and I bear the scars of those deeper than just the flesh." Elara paused for a moment, licked her lips and then pulled her dark hair to the side and lifted one side of her tunic up to her neck so he could see the long, jagged white scar than ran down from the back of her hairline, over her neck and across her lithe form down to her mid-back. It was obvious she kept her hair long to hide it when it was not covered by clothing. "A reminder at least not to turn my back on my own."