Of course she was accepting of it. As long as he paid attention to her, she would be accepting of him saying that he was the King of England. That's the way things worked when it came to Cissy Vallario. And his willingness to go along with the little quirks that she had, such as her desire to be called kitten and her need to have her ego fed, only made her that much more willing to accept anything and everything he had to say about who and what he was.
Cissy allowed a small whimper to fall from her lips as he ran that thumb along her bottom lip, nipping lightly at his finger as he pulled it away. But then she pouted, casting a glance toward the other people before looking back at him with a scowl. "Silly people, ruining all our fun." She smiled before she whispered, "Maybe you can find me closer to dark sometime."