The elegant blond inclined her head slightly at his directions to call him by his name, her jewel like eyes reading the amusement she apparently caused him. Well, she could not blame him, after all she was very odd for a sidhe, even Unseelie feared to tred in the Slaugh King's liar, and yet here she was, the beautiful and shining Seelie Princess deep in his 'home' ground as it were. "It is in fact their loss Cernunnos, the loss of both courts to be so narrow minded when that is not who and what we are meant to be."<br/><br/>"I find it...amusing that we who are 'other' and have nearly been killed for it still group together and try to make those within our people that are not what we wish them to be 'other' and dangerous." Her tone was tart, slightly annoyed, a modern woman observing something of a archaic lifestyle. And then she smiled, sweetly up at him. "Not that you, good Sir, are not without your dangers."<br/><br/>When he held out a arm for her she accepted it, floating at his side toward the chair he had waiting for her and she did not bother him with taking overly long to sit, watching him with her midnight sky eyes. He was a creature of the darkness, no doubt, and majestic in it, fascinating if she was honest. Her heart still had not recovered from her first introduction to his 'suite', her hands though Dawn clasped neatly together to keep them from doing something stupid and she tilted her head slightly, considering his question. "It is utterly different, not bad or good in its difference, but...hard at times. I see things that others don't and miss things that most would think obvious. My culture was something vastly different, but then you know that I suppose....little girls in the human lands often grow up wishing to be faerie princesses."<br/><br/>Her tone was wistful, considering and she sighed then, shaking her head. "Its not exactly what one would imagine."<br/><br/>The faint scent of the perfume of wine teased her senses and she glanced at the goblet, curiously before she lifted it to her lips and inhaled, a smile touching her lips. She had loved wine tasting before all this...craziness. His question made her pause though and she sat, in the candlelight and darkness with him, her eyes fixed upon his features before her voice whispered into the air, like the tease of silk against the skin. "To the darkness and the light, to all that we are and all we are meant to be."