Perhaps it was the middle of winter but not only was Katherine equipped naturally but Rhysand lorded over the mountains of snow and nice. It was practically second nature to either prepare for the chill or live with it. The home, however, was comfortably warm and Rhysand wore his silky tunics and slacks regularly when within.
"You say that until you have them, have the space to put them, and your asshole of a friend walks on them." He smirked and leaned back on the hind legs of the chair, head tilting so he might see her.