My phone buzzed just as I was finishing breakfast with Stella and Reika. I smiled before I'd even read it.
Aria: Big brother! Coffee today? Have news. Don't you dare say you're too important now š
Arthur: When have I ever been too important for my little sister?
Aria: Want a list? It's long
Arthur: Funny. Where?
Aria: Le Poilte. Same place as before. For old times' sake
I looked at that for a moment while the memory came back. Le Poilteāthe absurdly expensive coffee house where we'd gone eight years ago, when she was fourteen and I was a first-year at Mythos Academy. The place where someone we never identified had paid for eighteen-thousand-dollar coffees on our behalf, and I'd spent the whole visit working out how much money I was swallowing with each sip.
Arthur: That's expensive even for a celebration
Aria: Your treat this time š You can afford it now, Mr.Ā Second Hero
Arthur: Fine. But you're explaining what news needs premium-priced caffeine
Aria: Deal. One hour?
