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432 pages, Kindle Edition
Published January 13, 2026
“And you’ve brought reinforcements. Let me guess.” He points. “Boreas, right? And you must be Zephyrus, the annoying one.”
Eurus failed to respond as a cooling, seaside breeze tugged at the hem of his shirt. For a moment, he missed his winds so deeply he ached.
The West Wind pouts impressively. “It’s not fair. Why do you get to keep your wings? All I got was an inclination for gardening.”
“Zephyrus,” the North Wind growls. “Please, for the love of the gods, just shut up.”
The Bringer of Spring doesn’t appear entirely put out by Boreas’ aggression. I assume he is used to it.
As soon as he opened the front door, a curly-haired explosion caught him around the waist and hefted him into the air. “Brother!”
Zephyrus, dressed in simple trousers and an emerald tunic, smelled of sunlight and sweet grass. He buried his face in Eurus’ chest with a happy sigh.
“Put me down,” Eurus growled. “Say please.” Eurus yanked at his brother’s hair until he was lowered back onto the ground.
The boy, Grayson, ducked his head. His small mouth pursed into a pout. “Sorry, Uncle Eurus.” Which sounded more like Sowwy Uncle Yuwus.
”Boreas,” Wren called from across the table. “Could you pass the cake?”