<strong>Cecily</strong><br/><br/><em>"I could leave and come back,"</em><br/><br/>She doubted any woman wouldn’t have wanted to sigh or groan a little bit with a wink like that. Though she didn’t, instead she grinned a little at Dawn’s raised brow. Of course they could put on a show for him, not like she hadn’t thought about it at least once before. But then they’d never get around to Thor and ice cream. That and if she was being honest, Cecily was more than a little put off by everything.<br/><br/>And looking forward to causing trouble.<br/><br/>She was not, however, looking forward to a visit from the King of the Wild Court. And if she were being honest and technical she would be one of his subjects. That thought gave her pause and she was quite certain Dawn had caught it. As far as her friend was concerned, Cecily’s emotions were an open book … even if others did not notice. ‘Wasn’t my father going to try to over throw him?’ She almost snorted with that thought. Her father was always making an attempt to thwart someone. It was surprising he hadn’t found himself at the wrong end of a blade or something else by now.<br/><br/><em>"Yes, his name is Cernunnos and he's someone I hope to make a firm alliance with. He has a wicked sense of humor, a bit dark but,"</em><br/><br/>It wasn’t the shrug that raised Cecily’s brow to Dawn, but something else she saw flash in her eyes. It reminded her of her people, of how they approached life. And also reminded her that she hadn’t had sex in a very long time; if she didn’t love Dawn so much she might be a bit jealous.<br/><em><br/>"He's...he'd make a good ally."</em><br/><br/>Too many names to remember, really, Dawn was starting to get confused … especially at Roarke’s mention of Connal. Was that jealousy she saw flash across Roarke’s face? Wasn’t his name Roarke? She couldn’t totally be sure of either, but she took a moment to be amused at how all of this must have felt when Dawn found out what and who she was. If she weren’t so amused, she might have a bit more sympathy. As it was, she finished dressing without wiping the grin from her lips.<br/><br/>The grin vanished when she watched the look that passed from Dawn to the other, who she was pretty sure was Roarke. Instead, her brows rose again. Apparently they had quite a good bit to catch up on.<br/><br/><em>"Gwydion can do it, he listen's to him and he should be back soon enough with Thor and ice cream. Though really I thought I was the one who was suppose to be the diva..."</em><br/><br/>Tired of the confusion and desperate to figure out just what was going on, Cecily tossed up a hand as if to call attention to herself.<br/><br/>“Whoa … rewind … take a step back for a minute.”<br/><br/>She gave Roarke, yes she was almost certain this one was Roarke, a sheepish grin before turning to Dawn.<br/><br/>“Now, who all are you boinging and why wasn’t I invited to this hellishly sexy slutfest?”<br/><br/>She took on a mock serious tone and mentally crossed her fingers that talking about this, which was a very important conversation to have, would take away any more talk about Cernunnos for the time being.<br/><br/>“I mean really, Dawn. I spent nearly a year in the African wilderness<em> all_by_myself</em>and you start playing pattycake …”<br/><br/>She gestured to Roarke, though she referred to all of the men in Dawn’s life.<br/><br/>“… with all this hotness.”<br/><br/>“Totally … unfair.”<br/><br/>She plopped down on the bed beside Dawn and fell backwards, giving a wistful sigh. Though the teasing twinkle in her eyes was quite obvious.<br/><br/>“Jealous. Completely Jealous. I’m going to need that ice cream like yesterday.”<br/><br/>Then she pointed to the space between the other two and continued.<br/><br/>“Next time, I get to at least watch. And as for whatever is going on here, this is girl gushing movie night not inter relationship problems galore. So unless you’re bearing movies with hot guys, ice cream, or hot sex …”<br/><br/>She didn’t say anything, just gestured to the door. But she did return the wink he’d given her earlier.