The Greeks have eight forms of love, and the gods of Olympus will have to face them all...
For this year’s winter solstice, Nyx is hosting a soiree in the far north. As in, the North Pole. It is as neutral a place as she could possibly find, and she reached out to a dear friend of hers to help set up a venue, who was all too ready to accommodate. Noel Klaas is one of the sweetest beings she had the pleasure of dealing with in all her years. When she came to him looking for a space for the solstice soiree, he immediately offered up his Snowflake Estate and all his staff that came with it.
Atё turned slowly, her smile still in place. “Oh, I know. Cataclysmic events, if I’m not mistaken.” Her smile dropped before she went on. “At least that’s what you promised, Kronos.”
Long brawny arms slipped through the bars as he leaned closer, golden eyes met hers as he responded, “Yes, yes I did. Now release us so we can give our family a proper reunion.”