Rhys | Madison
The High Lord still felt a bit out of sorts with the disappearance of both Amren and Nesta. Losing his Second unnerved the High Lord of the Night Court more than he cared to admit. To take his mind off things, and to see Madison dressed up, he invited her to the party at the museum. Honestly, he didn't think he could handle a party at one of the bars in town, at least not this year.
He decided to follow the theme and wore a grey suit. Tonight his wings weren't out, not wanting to brush against strangers. Later, when he and Madison went to one of their respective homes, he'd let them out.
When they entered the museum, her arm wrapped around his, Rhys let out a whistle. "Mother above, if only the Winter Court looked this warm and inviting for real."