"Oh my presence is so overpowering that it's shunted Caldwyn out of your mind? How scintillating..." Elara teased, shaking her head a little as she inhaled and sighed heavily. "Caldwyn is subject to many questions in regards to his existence but as he has served whoever the current leader of my kind faithfully... so while his existence is rare, his loyalty is never actually questioned. And so long as I am still Queen, it never will be." Elara stated. "So, while I think he might face a little bit of prejudice in regards to his parentage... nothing particular violent or untoward has been directed at him, so far as I am aware."<br/><br/>She rose from her seat with a snort of amusement at Cyne's assumption that she had tasted a mage's blood in her long life. "You are correct that a mage's blood is considered a rare delicacy to most of my kind, Cyne. But, I have abstained from drinking from them." Elara strode around her chambers, tilting her head from side to side to stretch her neck out. "It just wasn't something that intrigued me on the battlefield nor when I was I was in need of blood to sustain myself. As for when you would be allowed to speak to Caldwyn, whenever you wish I suppose, or whenever he has time. Just don't cross any vampire nobility if you can help it."<br/><br/>Her warning delivered, Elara strode toward her bathing chamber, disrobing as she went. "If you're interested in another show, I won't throw you out of the bath, Cyne." She replied quietly over her shoulder with a smirk as she dropped the last piece of her clothing on the bedchamber floor and slid into her warm bathtub.