Who would have thought that such a seemingly 'nice' girl could get so angry? Azarias knew she was angry, he knew he was the reason for it, but did it bother him? Not one bit. This was what he lived for, causing such aggressive and less pleasant feelings. Though of course when one is born and raised into such an environment where such things as anger and fear are prized about happiness and joy, it's bound to have an effect on even the strongest.<br/><br/>The prince only raised an eyebrow, giving Allandra a questioning look at her apology. What was she apologizing for? It wasn't as though there was anything she could do about this, lie or not. Was this what other dragons were like? Apologizing for things they had no control over? It was both thoughtful on her part, but also a little unpleasant. His disturbed reaction was nearly replaced by one of pity, but not in the way most would use the term. Did she seriously think he would go down that easily, that if he were to return to his home that was supposedly in the middle of getting ready for a war, that he wouldn't be able to defend himself? Azarias wanted to ask her if she thought he was stupid. Surely she would understand that he had many a trick up his sleeve, he had gotten this far into her territory had he not? Refraining from insulting the faerie dragon, Azarias studied Allandra, tilting his head to the side ever so slightly.<br/><br/>"You know much of my kin, and yet you yourself remain quite hidden." He commented. "Phaelyn was a betrayer, causing countless deaths to her own kin and many feuds because of it." A bitter tone came into his voice as he spoke of the other black dragon. It was well know throughout the majority of the Black Dragons that betrayal was among one of the worst things one could do, and the one and only time it had been done it had caused kin to turn on kin, and a bloody civil war. This of course had disastrous affects, especially considering the population of Black Dragons was already fragile.<br/><br/>Azarias allowed for a glint of pride and the darkness that fueled him pass over his eyes as Allandra turned her back on him. She was too trusting, just as he had been told. Again, he wondered if any others were like this, or if the faeries were their own breed altogether. He could understand her concerns about appearing together and being seen by the others of her kind, it definitely posed a problem.<br/><br/>"Would it perhaps be better if I were to appear in chains," Here he used his magic to look as though he were cuffed, with a metal collar around his throat and a chain hanging from it. "Or perhaps, not even here at all?" He asked, once more using his magic to disappear from view completely. Thinking this may cause a bit of panic in Allandra, Azarias laughed and took a step around her, appearing once more standing in front of the faerie dragon.<br/><br/>"I can be very adaptive when I need to be." He said with a mischievous grin.