Re: Rhys and Madison
When Rhys straightened from the kiss, one in which he tasted champagne and the unique flavour of Madison, he thought himself rather lucky indeed. Mostly because of whom he had on his arm at the moment. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Nesta with her trademarked braided crown, dancing with someone. Mask or no mask, he'd always recognize Amren and Nesta.
"No frowning, beautiful. It's the one downside of being Fey in the human realm." He kissed her temple. "I'm used to it now." Did he like it? No. But he managed.
"All of those things together sound rather delicious. Except maybe the chicken separately." A new song started. "Would you like to dance?"