#phaethon rhoades

[kristinhenderson]

The weather outside was in its fifties and sunny after Kris got off work so she thought she'd go for a run through the park to get off all the built up energy she had. She'd stopped running for a moment when she got a text from her kid. After replying to Parker, she looked up from her phone to see a familiar face walking by. She tapped him on the shoulder as he passed her and waited for him to turn around. "Funny running into you here," she said with a smile. @shadowveileds

[alectronathegoddess]

Alec adjusted the cuff of her golden silk blouse as she strode into the grand lobby of the hotel, the heels of her boots clicking against polished marble. The place reeked of wealth and old magic, the kind that lingered in the walls like ghosts of past deals and whispered secrets. She’d been here before, Northknot’s finest liked their luxuries after all, but tonight, the hotel buzzed with an extra layer of energy. The antique show had drawn collectors, sellers, and opportunists alike, and while she wasn’t new to the scene, she wasn’t in the mood for nonsense, either. Her gaze swept the room before locking onto the concierge desk; more specifically, him. “Phaethon.” Alec’s voice carried the weight of familiarity as she approached, one hand resting lightly on the counter. The golden glow of the chandeliers flickered against her wings as she studied the elf with knowing amusement. “Tell me you’ve got something stronger than complimentary champagne stashed back there. I’ve barely walked in and I already feel a headache coming on.” Her lips curved in a smirk, though her eyes were sharp, always watching. “And while you’re at it, what’s the verdict on this year’s collection? Anything worth my time or is this just an excuse for Northknot’s elite to pretend they know history?” @fairywilds