No one liked this idea, no one supported her but she could not turn back, and no did she want to. By this point she was starting to wonder how much of this was because this did need to be done and how much was because she was being her normal, stubborn self. Dawn had grown up a willful child, doing what she thought was right, regardless of what others said and often because they said she shouldn't or couldn't do something. Part of her just had the need to prove that her way was indeed the right way. And her people would just have to get use to it, they would have to trust her. Maybe one day.<br/><br/>Her footsteps were confident, something she wasn't completely inside but half of feeling confident was a facade, a bravo, as a journalist she had learned how to bluff with the best and all with a face as sweet as an angel. Her chin came up as they left the main part of the building for the gardens that seemed full of a wild beauty. Her eyes followed the direction of her handmaiden's finger, pointing to the darkness of the forest. The princess nodded at the instructions Lyra gave her, reaching to squeeze the young sidhe's hand softly. "Try not to worry too much dear, and if you can find Connal and the others let them know where I went, I promise I'll see you in the morning."<br/><br/>She tried to be reassuring, to be regal before she started walking again, this time alone, through the grass of the garden, toward the darkest, deepest and wildest part of it that seemed almost like forest, her heart hammering in her breast and a nervous excitement stealing through her bones. She was really going to do this. And enjoy it. That made the smile spread, quirk her lips and she came to a halt before the darkest shadows, inhaling deeply and sensing the magic of the area like a living thing almost.<br/><br/>"Cernunnos" His name dropped from her lips like a gem to sparkle in the night, a breath, a sigh, his name said the way a lover would say it, though she was not his lover yet. Part of her had felt the need to say something more like 'King Cernunnos, I am here', but that was too formal, too over the top for what this was, for the basic magic that it would call. So simple, deep, she waited, in those shadows, her hair gleaming and eyes bright.