It was remarkable really, how she could be surrounded by people, even ones like her guards who were sworn to serve her, and yet be so incredibly alone at the same time. Connal assumed too much, Roarke...well he was nearly making love on the dance floor with another woman, Dawn could feel the magic of his, the same that had touched her so briefly before, within the ballroom, and Fionn had pushed her to trying to save face before the Goblin King. Yes, just a wonderful night.<br/><br/>The dance with the Goblin ruler did not take long, she floated in his arms, as elegant and graceful as her cousin, and perhaps more so, for she stepped so lightly to avoid being too close to anyone, to only give the tease. Aria could lay out all her charms to everyone for all she cared, Dawn would go about this in a slightly different manner, tempting with what was not freely offered, holding it closer. Though, she thought ruefully as she curtsied to the Goblin King after the end of their dance, that in the end she might crave the bedding she agreed to as the price for an ally. Certainly she had no plans to lay with any of her guards that night.<br/><br/>She swept away, moving through the ballroom, head held high and regal, alone for once without guards to flank her. No, she did not need the men that had vowed to protect her, for they seemed only to injure her more. She wanted to leave, but the politics of the night were not done yet. Instead she swept her gaze around the ballroom, picking out the Slaugh King and approaching him slowly, weaving her way through the crowd before smiling as she dropped a slight curtsy to the towering male. "My lord, we have not yet met I do not believe."