Elara's eyes flashed in haughty disapproval at Cyne's mocking tone, boasting of the fire in his blood not being any that a vampire could handle and she slid her arms across her chest, watching the prince consider his situation further, admitting to a former position in the crematorium. She studied his face as his mocking smirk started to fall, resting her chin between her thumb and first finger while watching him. His bravado is a false one that he isn't used to having to show around enemies... Keagan must have dragged him out of the crematorium and into the ranks to give the soldiers new heart. Poor thing. She felt no pity for the man before her, only a perplexed curiosity has he looked away from her and even gave her a stiff bow with a murmured apology.<br/><br/>Both of her eyebrows lifted in surprise but she accommodated the prince with a low bow of her own, her movements fluid rather than stiff. "Indeed we have, Prince Cyne. I apologize in advance if my commands seem harsh or confusing for you right off... but they are to protect you. Not all of my people are tolerant of your kind in our midst as I. War does funny things to any that are involved... hardens both human and vampire alike. We will have to learn how to function without battle plans and soldiers to move again." She replied quietly, her thoughts still on what the Prince had been before turning and beckoning him to follow as she took long steady strides over the earth, bringing him before the stone building, surrounded by the moat with unseen things lurking and moving beneath the rippling waters. "Do not fall in. Even I cannot save you from those should you take it in your head to go for a swim." She warned, her boots thudding quietly as they stepped up on the drawbridge leading inside the building, laid out like a palace but rather than being built upward into the sky, the many rooms and chambers were sprawling out in almost the equivalent of a city across the earth as far as one could look.