He gave a soft chuckle, the sound echoing off the gloom shrouded walls.<strong> "Then, Dawn, you must likewise call me Cernunnos."</strong>He smiled at her, amusement clear in his features.<strong>"Though there are few would consider an invitation from me something that they would feel honoured by."</strong>His hand rose to take in the darkness around them.<strong>"I am quite sure you know how your court feel about me."</strong>His lips twisted again in an amused smile.<strong>"But that then is their loss."</strong><br/><br/>He extended his arm to her, turning, to lead her to the table, where a chair was already pulled out and waiting for her. Once she was settled into place he moved to his own seat, taking it as he would settle onto his dark throne.<strong>"So tell me Dawn, how have you found everything so far? I imagine it is a very different life than what you have been used to, up until now?"</strong><br/><br/>A shadowy form drifted close to the table, and there was the sound of liquid pouring into metal. Cernunnos indicated the goblet that sat near her hand.<strong> "All that is lost and forgotten in the darkness eventually makes its way to me. Including an occasional fine vintage. I think you will enjoy it."</strong>He waited for his own goblet to be filled, and then lifted it.<strong>"And what should we drink to?"</strong>he asked.