She gave a slight nod as she crossed her arms over her chest when he asked about their 'laws of ethics'. "We do... as the donations were 'voluntary', it was considered an ethical experiment." Elara stated, her lips twitching in a slight smile at his statement in regards to her say in the matter of what could be done with the feral-types of her kind. "I suppose I do, but I still have to be sure that those who support me in my 'council' can be persuaded to agree with my side of the situation. If I lose too many of them, I'm sure you can imagine that there would indeed be a coup, I would lose my pretty head, and someone else would take my place that the rest of the nobility felt did lean towards their policies."<br/><br/>Politics was old hat to Cyne, Elara knew but she was pleased he was at least making an attempt to eat now and she relaxed a little, even though she had shared more of her history than she had ever expected to speak to a mortal, much less the Princeling mage. "There have been fewer break-outs of these feral types of my kind however, especially with the development of the way we gather blood and transport enough for us to keep ourselves going. Mortals that are born magical, however, reside here." She tapped a fingernail on the table to make her point. "And they're not donors usually. Magic adds a... strange flavor to blood, or so I'm told."<br/><br/>She pursed her lips in thought and pressed her fingers to her mouth. "Caldwyn doesn't require as much as the rest of us do. I asked him once and he said once a month he has a little bit, to keep his thirst in check." The vampire queen said aloud, but almost as if she was talking to herself. "Interesting, the presence of magic in such a being putting a requirement for sanity to such a small amount." Elara mused to herself, seemingly finished picking at what she wanted from her supper plate now that her mind was working on something else.