Elara tilted her head in an amused expression as Cyne's foot slid past her ankle, brushing over her leg while he explained that not only did he need to burn hot and steady for the bodies, but that he had to do it with perfect aim. His job had been a thankless task in her eyes, turning the bodies of his fallen into nothing but mere ash and cinder. She shifted a little when he ignited the blue circle of flame and the water heated some, thinking briefly she had misjudged this sacrificial lamb of his people, but he did nothing more but stretch a little for her, lecturing her about the nature of fire, magical fire at least.<br/><br/>Then he seemed to regain a boyish playfulness that made her eyebrows lift in surprise as his hands weaved and moved through the air above the bath, creating flames and sparks mid-air, colorful wisps that were too beautiful to ignore. Finally, he crafted a dragon of flame, one that wove it's own way through the air, playing in the multi-colored flames that Cyne had created. Elara couldn't hide the expression of awe on her face seeing something this astounding before her, blue eyes admiring the brilliant white flame reaching her ceiling before the creature seemed to lazily rest on Cyne.<br/><br/>The Queen lifted her hands from the water slowly and offered him a slow clap and a nod of her head, water on her palms making the sound ring a little louder than it normally would have. "Color me, impressed, Your Grace. The display was one of the loveliest things I've seen in all my years and I thank-you for sharing it with me. Truly. I haven't decided what to do with you yet, Prince Cyne. There is no reason to lie to you about it. Just having you here, still alive and not running around incinerating my servants is an accomplishment on it's own." She looked down into the water and swirled her fingers through the heavily purified liquid, wondering how the barren, black waters outside of the city could be made so clean. "I doubt you will find much to warm your soul here, however. My people ceased speaking of them long ago, for we are thought to not have them."<br/><br/>A thought struck her suddenly and it made her lips pull up in a slight smile. "However, tomorrow, there is something in my kingdom I think you might like to see. The bones of an age before even mine." Elara winked at him slightly, pulling a cake of soap from beside the bath and starting to run it over her arms, chest, her blue eyes giving him playful if sometimes challenging looks as she lifted part of her body out of the water to work more of the lather down her breasts and torso, sitting on the edge of the bath to wash her feet and legs before sliding the soap towards him on the ledge. "You'll never be clean if you don't use soap however."