He sighed and pulled his hood up and over his head. He opened it to let the little ice dragons crawl in and cuddle onto his shoulders in the fabric with their little heads peeking out in an adorable way as he stood. "Sure." His horns where fractured more now and so pointed like ragged daggers through the fabric.

As they arrived outside, the summer court came in a hale of music and flowers, probably in direct defiance of Winter. The event was to take place outside, in the courtyard full of ice and frozen statues. Will-o'-the-wisps and corpse candles floated through the air, casting everything in eternal twilight. Why couldnt the Winter fey hold their parties aboveground for once? There was a presence behind him, then a quiet chuckle in her ear. "So glad you were able to make it to the party, Prince. It wouldve been terribly boring without you."

Jason felt the presence and gently stroked Fatespeaker's little head as she curled against his fractured and bound neck. He turned and bowed his head respectfully,knowing it was Ash's brother. Mostly because he had called him prince as earlier. Shade nuzzled a little under his chin in a reassuring way,though he didn't show any sign of botherance. Not even his underwings or freckle scales.

Rowan's breath tickled the back of his neck. He shifted around Jason so that they were inches apart, so close that he could see his reflection in his ice-blue eyes. "You know," he breathed, his breath cold on his cheek, "I can help you get over him."

Little Shade nipped at Jason's neck,squeaking something that would seem like no and Fatespeaker hadn't heard what he had said so she gurgled like a river in confusion at her little icey buddy. He winced at how close he was . "Get over who?" He replied,playing it dumb.

"Are you serious right now?" Rowan didn't sound convinced. "You know he's right over there, don't you? Pretending not to watch us?" He smirked and took his hand, pressing it to his lips. "Let's show dear Ash how much you're over him. Come on, you know you want to." Rowan was gorgeous; he could do worse in the casual make-out department. "Kiss me," Rowan whispered. A trumpet sounded, echoing over the courtyard, and the smell of roses filled the air. The Seelie Court was arriving, to the roars and shrieks of the Winter Fey.

Jason flinched a bit,the cracks along his cheeks shivering for a moment. He did want to get over Ash,so that on both ends it would ease things up. And besides,hadn't the youngest winter prince said that he'd done anything back there only to get him to the court? His hazel and purple eyes looked at Rowan,and for a moment wondered why he was doing this. But he gave a faint nod,the motion seeming slightly pained both by the cracks in his neck and by how he felt pulled that this wasn't right. But then again,if he wasn't with Ash,nor supposed to be,would it be counted as cheating?

Rowan smiled at that, almost a predatory smile. It was a little scary...

He flinched again as the older prince smiled,his tail and wings shivering faintly. He faintly licked those fractured fangs,their cracked surface smooth again and edges deadly sharp to where you'd wonder how he didn't cut his own mouth all day. He hid faintly in his hood,so wanting to pull back and yet....somehow he couldn't'. Why,he didn't know. Little Shade and Fatespeaker nuzzled his neck,whimpering soft water sounds as they tried to help him pull back but they couldn't do anything now. And so they huddle farther into his hoodie to hide as he couldn't.

He snickered, moving out of range for any harm to inflict him.. "Until next time." With another mocking bow, he slipped away.