Cyne followed behind the vampiress, listening to her as he followed her closely, watching every vampire stare at Elara. He realized, much to his amazement, and amusement, that this must be her coronation or something. The vampires on the street all reacted differently, some bowing, some looking mad, some looking...<i>Hungry. </i>He didn't know what to do, so he tried to stay close to the Queen, the only beast he knew wasn't going to immediately kill him on sight. He wasn't actually sure she wouldn't kill him when she got the right chance.<br/><br/>As they walked, he noticed a particular building that was bigger than the rest. Slightly taller, and much wider. It had a large stone archway, well lit, and even though every guard in the area seemed like they knew Elara, that didn't stop them from looking at him with distaste. He was surprised to see how plush the bedroom was when they walked in. It all looked to be of the highest quality fabrics, and had been picked out carefully just for Elara, he could tell it was her style. Looking around the room, he realized that vampires had a bit more in common with humans than he first gave them credit. He ran his hand over the fabric on the bed, feeling the silky blankets barely resist the pull of his hand, like it was simply gliding through air. If he hadn't known better, he'd say this room was the equivalent to the King's chambers.<br/><br/>"Elara, I will admit, I am taken aback that such dangerous people have such lovely tastes."<br/><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)"></span></span></span>