King Of Divine Eagles

Various curse words were at the tip of Morpheus' tongue. A strong urge to look for his little sister's mate and confront that good-for-nothing man enveloped him, but given that it was physically impossible to do so at the moment—mostly because he didn't have any idea of that person's identity—and he lacked an understanding of how that imbecile wronged his sister, he had no choice but to stifle his anger. For now.

Morpheus changed the subject. "It must have been hard to survive on your own."

However, Aureus shook his head at that, a small smile lifting the corner of his handsome face. "I was fortunately raised by good people." 

"Oh?" The older eagle was surprised. "You seem to be living happily in the human kingdom?"

"Hmm!" Aureus nodded. "The people I am with are like my family."