As Elara yanked the pieces of leather and metal from around her form, her stature seemed to diminish as well, making her seem less intimidating in the uncolored linen garments she wore beneath the armor to keep it from touching her bare flesh. She looked up at Cyne's question about the magic in the room beyond and turned her head to look at it then looked back at Cyne with a half smirk at his shudder. "Of course we do, not vampires, of course.... but you're not arrogant enough to think you're the only mortal brought through to Arcadia? Mages in particular are quite vulnerable to falling through into our realm even without a portal. Some seek out a vampiric master for protection, others offer their service to the ruling Queen in exchange for funds and safety to keep themselves from being fed on. I think the last count of magic wielders in the... well, my palace, was about a hundred and fifty?"<br/><br/>Slowly, Elara dropped the linen tunic and trousers to the tiled floor surrounded the great bath and groaned a little as she stepped into the warm water, fed and drained constantly by magic and natural mineral springs beneath the earth. She lifted her sapphire eyes up from the water and studied Cyne standing nearby looking rather awkward. "You're welcome to join me if you feel the need to get clean, Your Grace." She offered in a slight mocking tone as she afforded him a small amount of his previous title's respect. "I'm not going to lay a finger on you unless you ask, after all. That would be very rude and unbecoming of a Queen, don't you think?"