Elara's face had an expression that could only be thought of as glacial if someone had to give a description of it. In truth, she was disinterested in Sybil herself as a person, despite her disrespectful nature, although Sybil's little attitude problem was expected in regards to their opposite sides of the war. "Excellent, that is settled. Cyne, when you are ready, we approach my council, and then presumably the throng of my kind waiting to hear my words about the development with the portal." She said in a dispassionate manner, neither eager nor desiring to face what was head already.<br/><br/>Caldwyn shook his head a little at both his queen and the mortal mage in the room adding to the tension. Finally he turned to the mortal prince and murmured quietly to him. "The young ones will be kept away from the palace today, with all of the added stress and confusion about the portal's activity last night, having young magic workers in and among the rest of us would just add to the atmosphere of irritation and likely draw fangs from every faction." He murmured in explanation to the prince. Caldwyn had eagerly looked forward to working with Cyne and the young ones again, and perhaps even exploring the ruined city Elara had showed the mortal before, and showing him some of the places even Elara had not been able to explore yet. But this was not that time.<br/><br/>A soft knock came at the door and the vampire Queen's voice rang out in a polite 'Enter.' Two maids entered, both vampire and both dressed in understated, demure uniforms as they cleared away the tray that Caldwyn had eaten from and brought in two fresh ones for both Sybil and Cyne. "Thank-you, ladies." Elara said as her maids bowed their heads and left the room. "Sybil, Cyne. You may help yourselves. Caldwyn, if you are still hungry, of course, I will ask them to return."<br/><br/>Caldwyn shook his head at the queen's offer, leaning on his staff as he walked to her and spoke. "No, my queen, but I thank you for the meal I did have. I feel as if it has calmed my nerves already." She nodded, and squeezed the half-vampire mage's arm, waiting with a patient expression for the mortals to eat. She was very conscious that the mortals she was in charge of would need regular meals, and the like.