Rhys' text came through as we rode down the mountain in the gondola. Kestrel and I both felt too shaky to walk, although I wouldn't have minded more contact with the energies of the monolith. I didn't feel like being nice to Rhys. So far he hadn't turned out to be much help aside from bringing me tea once.
"Hey, sis, where are you?"
So I sent him a short answer. "Out."
"We need to talk," was his reply.
"About?"
"Nightmares."
That got my attention. "Kestrel, what's the address of Aria's shop? I need to have Rhys meet us there."
He must have driven Fae-fast since he got there at the same time we did. When we arrived, Aria flipped the door sign to Closed and brought us to her back room. This time she had warm American biscuits on the sideboard along with an assortment of jams waiting f
