"Ah, conflict is not what I seek. I've simply never seen one of your kind. A hybrid with magic, well, in my realm, that's unheard of. Most of the creatures in my realm born with any semblance of fey in them die at young ages. I imagine it must be something here that lets you live happily. I mean well, but you look older than I imagine the queen herself is. What abilities do you possess sir? I am very, very curious."<br/><br/>Cyne took a deep breath, he realized interrupting the class might have been the wrong thing, but his curiosity was just too much. Something inside him stirred as he looked at this creature, something beyond the possibilities of his realm. Something that, since he'd been a child, been told couldn't exist. He looked the mage up and down, taking in every aspect of the being, looking at him though he were a piece of art, rather than a living creature. The same gaze he'd given a lizard on the castle wall as a boy. Deep inside him roiled, he was a man of knowledge, and this creature was a treasure to be spent, an untouched canvas to which the information could be painted. He doubted that any of his man in his home realm knew of such a being.<br/><br/>"Again, I mean this in a scholar's way, but you are quite the oddity. I've never before seen such a creature as you, and would be delighted for you to indulge my ever growing interest."