The vampire queen was still unaware of her companion's conscious state, glancing over at his still form under her sheets briefly before she took a seat across from the aged mage slowly eating some and starting to calm some of his shaking. "I find no fault with you Caldwyn. I know from your many lectures that in our realm, even your magic can be unpredictable..." Elara added, squeezing his hand and guiding the full spoon to Caldwyn's mouth, hoping that once some nutrition was processed, he wouldn't shake so much. She was deeply concerned that this reaction may not be just from nerves but that the magical work he had undertaken may have taxed his body beyond its limits.<br/><br/>"What of the council, and your dissenters, Queen Elara? You know this will get out eventually to them all with how fast gossip travels." Caldwyn asked, pausing to sip from a cup by the plate and settled back in the seat to view the vampire queen critically. He still looked a little shaky but he had mostly composed himself and was now the ever-present queen's advisor once again.<br/><br/>She sighed and rose from her seat, her dark curtain of hair sweeping back from over her shoulder as she started pacing around the room. "I will simply have to deal with it when that time comes Caldwyn. I was on the battlefield while many of my dissenters were busy here at home catering to Ana's more decadent tastes, growing lazy and the only thing they excel at is complaining." With that said and decided, Elara started going through her drawers and closet, pulling clothes out for herself.