For a moment, I thought my brain had glitched.
Or maybe the lightning fried something important inside my head.
Or maybe I hallucinated those words.
Five… what?
“Come again?” I croaked, because surely I misheard him. “Five what?”
Zephyrus didn’t blink. Didn’t fidget. Didn’t soften the blow.
“Years,” he repeated quietly. “Ani… five years passed here while we were in the realm of the gods.”
My lungs squeezed so tight I thought they might collapse.
Five years.
Five.
Years.
"Are you sure?" I asked, shaking my head. I know time passes differently across realms, but five years seems too much.
"Unfortunately, yes," Zeph admitted.
I sighed heavily. "Didn't my brothers kill you when they saw you?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Your brother Seth wanted to because he thought I was
