Caldwyn and even some of the students suppressed amused grins at Cyne's obvious attempt to make himself more presentable to a bunch of children before he spoke to them but they were quiet and respectful even while their curious guest stepped forward, ramrod straight and spoke to them. Several gasps and ooohs escaped the students at his display of the blue flame he displayed for them, then silence rang through the garden as he twisted his power into a demonstration of what Caldwyn had been instructing the young ones who were gifted with flame to do. Most of the kids seemed to step closer, comforted by the tone Cyne used as they observed his control and mastery of his singular element that he displayed in his palm, explaining the differences he had noticed between the realms.<br/><br/>The wide eyes of child-like innocence around him seemed to exchange looks with one another as Cyne pointed out those with magic in his realm seemed to be of higher rank normally, able to do what others couldn't to protect or provide for those who were not trained or skilled in the gift. They frowned universally though, when Cyne mentioned that he specialized his ability in fire magic as was expected of him by a male lineage trait, but confusion was the dominant expression at the theory that magic users power was connected to one's souls. A hand shot up eagerly as Cyne's fire dissipated and waited patiently until Caldwyn had pointed to him. "There's a prevailing theory among mortals that live in this realm and use magic that while we might have souls, vampires do not and that is why they cannot work magic... usually." He added quickly at a glance at Caldwyn. "What is the theory in the realm where you come from?"<br/><br/>The children seemed quite intrigued by the conversation of souls and magic, more questions in regards to what truly constituted a soul and if a person just couldn't master magic in his realm, were they considered a vampire? Or something else entirely. The questions kept coming, more than Caldwyn had expected to be proposed from his young minds... but he had taught them to always ask when curiosity struck, and here was a mortal prince for them to pester.<br/><br/>****<br/><br/>At Elara's last statement, more squabbling ensued between council member and council member, even the elderly females getting in on the snarling, spitting insults here and there. Elara sighed heavily and sat down in her chair at the head of the table, resting her chin on her hand while the council slowly began to realize their queen was getting bored and tired of their bickering. She drummed her long sharp fingernails on the wood of the table while she waited and slowly silence filled the room again. "Now that I have your attention, ladies and gentlemen of the council, we may want to consider a long-term plan of closing that portal if it causes so many of you such unnerving behavior."<br/><br/>Her comment was spoken with a sharp edge, a barbed remark to evoke responses from her council but they seemed to exchange glances with one another before looking back at Elara, Kelton rising to address the queen once more. "We actually considered that when the treaty was struck, but we didn't know if our new queen would have a scheme more geared toward subterfuge and acquiring land in the other realm again." Elara's expression did not change as she glanced around the room languidly at her council and found an unnerving amount of elders nodding their agreement with Kelton's statement.<br/><br/>"So this is something you all actually would support? Closing the portal and any future endeavors in the other realm?" Elara asked, determined to get a straight answer out of them.