Flamefall (The Aurelian Cycle, #2)

by Rosaria Munda

“We’ve been waiting on this one for years, brother.” He lifts a mug of tea as if in toast and bows with a flourish. “Heartfelt congratulations to you both.” “Out,” says Delo. Phemi seizes Ethelo’s arm. “Oh, we’re leaving. We’re leaving you to it—”