The guards outside the human woman's room looked at one another before one responded back as her partner nodded and strode away to the Queen's chambers knocking politely. "It will be a few minutes before we have a response for you." She said sharply to the mortal on the other side of the door before she set her feet shoulder width apart and stood facing the door in case the human beyond it was feeling a little squirrely and thought she might take off on the guards.<br/><br/>The male guard knocked on the Queen's door cautiously, a fervent sharp tap of three. Elara looked up from her dresser of drawers she was digging in and turned to approach the door, waving a hand to Caldwyn for him to stay seated. The old mage didn't look well still and she might want to call for some bottle blood or at least wine with blood in it for him. Maybe that would steady the elder. As she opened the door, the Queen herself peered at one of her guards and raised her dark eyebrows in question. "What?"<br/><br/>"My queen, the mortal in the guest room has awoken and requests to meet with your captive." The guard said sharply, saluting his queen while he spoke.<br/><br/>Elara pursed her lips in thought and sighed. She had wanted a peaceful morning before having to deal with Cyne's little shadow that had decided to take it upon herself to follow him. "Fine, bring her to me, but you and your partner will stay on her the entire time she is here."  The queen promptly turned and shut the door, leaving her guards to carry out their orders as she knew they would on their own.<br/><br/>The guard returned to his partner's side and nodded to her to open the door. The female guard did so and stared down the mortal woman inside. "We have received orders to bring you. We will remain with you until such a time as you return to your chamber. If you run, attack, or act in any other appropriate manner, we will have to bring you down." The male guard said, turning to allow Sybil out and knowing his partner would bring up the rear so they could lead Sybil to the Queen.<br/><br/>While they waited for the mortal mage to arrive, Elara re-evaluated her clothing choices and slipped on a dress, something long, floaty, and soft. This would serve the purpose of making her look less threatening to Sybil, unless the mortal woman found a scandalous amount of skin showing as a threat, since the fabric was really two pieces held together at her shoulders, cut open between her breasts and barely being bound together just below her navel. The clingy, soft, floaty fabric left little of Elara's body to the imagination, but cleverly disguised the scars on her back, leaving her revealed front looking flawless, as a vampire queen ought to be. She waited patiently for the guards to open the door and bring Sybil in. Her eyes slid once to Cyne's form on the bed but if he was still asleep, she would not wake him.