"At Stonehenge, no less," Amelia bemused. Considering her earlier comment, she knew where I was. Honestly, anyone who was paying attention to a magical storm would know where I was. Good thing no one could do anything to the site itself. Not only was it monitored heavily by the non magicals, but Vildhi’raha was the place where Archfey were made. The altar was the most important physical part of the location and it couldn’t be broken. 