Her cheeks flushed at his words, taking a scolding and yet a freely offered lesson in them. He wasn't trying to shame her with how little she knew, rather point out how better to become the Queen they all thought she would be one day. The blond's eyes turned thoughtful though, idly biting her lower lip and worrying it with her teeth as she considered how to phase what lay in her thoughts. "It is not myself I seek to hide, nor my pleasures or what passed between us, but rather to avoid the anger of my guards, if that makes sense to you. Still I see the value of your counsel and will agree with it, though I do admit to wondering if you just want the blood stained silk for yourself."<br/><br/>Dawn's smile flashed on her lips, teasing, impish and intimate, a moment of being purely a young woman in the afterglow of a incredible night with a lover. He had shown her so much, taken her so far and embraced her depths in ways other's had refused to do. She wanted to share with him all of herself, as reckless as that might be. This was political too though she knew, he had his own Court to tend and she, well she had the whole world possibly to deal with.<br/><br/>At his question she shook her head slowly, blond curls catching in the dawning light and gleaming. "As far as I know none of them can, Gwydion might be able but I doubt I'll ever get all the Harper's secrets from him." She shifted in his arms, nuzzling his strong shoulder almost shyly. "And I don't mind them seeing, you are right, hiding isn't what a Queen does. They want a Queen, perhaps its time they realize that their idolized dream has her own desires and thoughts."