Dawn watched the by play between the two men, curious of what the hostilities could mean, had they fought against each other before. Fionn was normally the most easy going of her guard, for him to be so angry said something. But at the same time she was in no hurry to dismiss a King. When Fionn called for his magic she stepped between the two men.<br/><br/>"Fin, I can handle myself, thank you. And we can not fight here, do you not remember the Goddess's words? Would you cause my death so easily? For what you do, is as if I did." Her midnight eyes were fixed on him, steady and reassuring. She did care for him as a friend but she could not let his actions seem to direct hers, nor his wishes to take place over what she knew had to be done.<br/><br/>"He is fae, as we all are, and if he gives his word he will follow it. You know we can not lie." Dawn turned her back to the red haired guard then, looking at the King of Goblins, her gaze steady. "I would thank you to not insult my people, and you have the same power King, if you are truly half sidhe then your flesh will glow as well should the circumstances be right."<br/><br/>There was a will of steel and a mind of a reporter inside her and she would not back down from the politics she found herself thrust into. "I would like that dance if you please though, I fear I tarried too long in the garden already, will you escort me back?"