"Pleasure." She ran her hand through her hair again. Glad that her fae-ness had taken most of the scars being a human had left her. She'd had rough hands, once upon a time. Rough feet. But being High Fae, and having maids care for her, she'd lost the rough edge.
"Nightmares chase you from your bed too?" At least she hadn't lost her dinner. Not like she used to. Even if she did still feel a little queasy. It hadn't at all been like when she was with Tamlin.