The blond's eyes lowered to her cup, listening to him without comment. Of course it was telling when a person was given power, she had seen that time and again but apparently her mortal occupation did not connect any dots in any one's mind as to her own intelligence. Ah the joys of being one of the youngest of a ancient and long lived race, she wondered when they would stop treating her like a baby, it was truly getting old. "Ah, but King I do not think your people will ever slip quietly into the night, you have more belief in your kind in the world then there is about the sidhe's power over all, after all who does not fear the shadows to some degree or another?"<br/><br/>She set down her cup, putting the wine away from her hands to clasp them neatly in her hands. The Goddess had not walked amongst the fae in a long time, that was true but she was there now, in the dreams, the leaders of each Court had had the dream she was told, the one where the Goddess had stated the need for a High Queen. The people's faith had waned, the Goddess had faded from their minds as they became their own gods in a way; thankfully she thought that was changing. She gave him a slight smile when he mentioned speaking honestly with her, inclining her head for thanks. As to the other, to more then friendship she remembered the hint of dark power around him on the dance floor earlier, remembered the quickening within herself and it made her curious.<br/><br/>Her eyes met his, steady even as she arched a brow in question. "If I named you my consort I should think you would not allow anyone to harm me, you do not strike me as a man who lightly lets others trifle with what is his to any degree." She raised a hand to tuck some of her hair behind her ear, her eyes warming a touch. "But I have no desire to name consort yet, nor could I in truth have one till my body had a child inside it so what I offer now is merely the chance at it. As for those who have little love of me, those are the ones use to power and toadying, the ones corrupt from the path laid by the Goddess. For every one that disdains how I handle things I notice or hear of three others who hopes what it  might mean. I place my faith in the Goddess, she who clearly brought me back here for this purpose, She does not strike me as one to let others kill her chosen."<br/><br/>Dawn sighed then, rubbing her temples with a soft rueful laugh. "Ah to think I once thought life was complicated as a journalist merely observing the dance of power of others. I find I do not enjoy this dance overly well, but I am what there is, myself and my cousin of course. Perhaps she will win, perhaps I will be killed as you allude to for my odd thoughts on how things should be done and my lack of 'proper' protocol. But that will come or not, for now, tonight is there aught other then politicking and intrigue for me to find here my lord?"