Rhys | Madison
Rhysand looked over at Madison and for the first time admitted to himself how much he cared for her. Yes, obviously she looked exquisite, but he always felt more relaxed around her, something he couldn't say about a lot of people or many women.
"You would look right at home in Velaris," he commented. "The stars and colour look magical on you, beautiful." Rhyand pulled her a little closer to him when he whispered, "And I look forward to peeling it off you very slowly tonight." His breath hit her ear.
"I should say parts of it do, but some of it a vast..." he stopped trying to remember what he'd read about this realm's Arctic. "Tundra? It's very cold." That didn't mean parts of it weren't gorgeous, of course.
"Are those...dougnuts? Hung to look like trees?" Rhysand learned he could handle small instances of sweet things in the human realm.