"Ah, yes, without my presence to assume the throne, it will likely go on to my next brother, Remus. And I must apologize a little bit, I feel as if I've given you the impression that I think ill of my own realm. As I told you in our last bath, the fire that burns inside me stems from my pride in my kin, my country. My eagerness to learn, the one you so well indulge, isn't unlike a fire itself, the knowledge fuel for the burning of my mind. Hopefully, Remus, or whomever will replace my father, will do so in a manner more fitting of a king, and less of a warlord." His tone was light, his demeanor was calm. He'd thought this many a times to himself, and the comfortable waters that caressed him, as well as the caressing touch of Elara, didn't make him feel wrong for describing the distastes he'd held for his realm hadn't been at the fault of the realm or it's people, but the way it had been ruled. "Even now Elara, you surprise me. Last time we shared this bath, I wasn't sure I could trust you, but I must admit you've made quite the impression in such the short time I've been here."<br/><br/>He thought back to passing into Arcadia, the Veil's effects on him. How this very pool had washed away those ill feelings. Now that they hadn't been fighting, and he hadn't had to burn anything, or watched someone drained ferociously of their blood, he could look at Elara without immediately seeing a blood starved beast. Her physical presence next to him had made him blush last time she'd gotten this close in the bath, but the short time he'd been here hadn't only been pleasant, but freeing. It was undoubtedly only in Elara's presence however. The glares of the more feral of her kin when he'd first arrived weren't completely out of his mind.<br/><br/>Turning to look directly at Elara, he enjoyed the bright blue of her eyes. Her teasing made him feel at ease, and the water did wonders, the magic still glaringly beautiful. Even now, he didn't feel like he had during his arrival. She'd done a splendid job of accepting him, and while he hoped that eventually, it would be similar with more of the residents of this realm, he did have an itching question he wanted to ask her. "I've been enjoying the adventures so far Elara, and I wouldn't have it any other way. But one of my adventures tomorrow... With you being away, and me alone with Caldwyn and any children he's teaching, you don't imagine any of your subjects will react, well, adversely?" He leaned up against the side of the pool again, calmly putting his hand around her towards her back in a subtle gesture, just one he was used to. A reassurance of sorts. The soft of her skin was interrupted by the scar on her back, and with a light smile, he added, "I'd hate for our adventures to be interrupted by some less than cordial residents of your realm."