“Of course not,” Thanatos said. “That’s not her style.”
The two gods exchanged a commiserating glance—they were both very familiar with Aphrodite’s methods, after all these years. Thanatos knew better than almost anyone besides Ares—and they’d had multiple children together. That just went to show how often Aphrodite came flocking to him when an issue popped up, but Thanatos couldn’t say that he necessarily disliked it.
“Well, here’s the deal,” Ares said. “Eros is starting to grow, and his wings are growing with him. I’m sure you’ve heard the stories by now.”
Thanatos nodded. Gods tended to grow at their own pace, and age had little to do with ability—Hermes was conning cattle from Apollo and spinning elaborate lies to support his schemes only a day after he was born, after all. But Ero
