“It may surprise you to know I do, in fact,” Raiden retorted, smiling despite himself as Fujin dashed ahead, glancing back to grin at his brother as they approached the stalls of the market street.
“You mean to say the joys of the outside world weren’t lost to you locked away in your ivory tower?” Fujin jabbed.
“What good is it without its jester?” Raiden replied, facetiously knocking into Fujin’s shoulder as they turned the corner into the sprawling alley, weaving through the vendors and buyers congregating on the street. The air was clear (at Fujin’s request), tinged with the blended scents of fruits and spices that lined the path. Humorously, Fujin leaned down, sweeping his arm in a grand gesture to the crowds.
“Your kingdom awaits.”
“Enough,” Raiden chided lightly, provoking another grin. Fujin stood up to grab him by the shoulders, steering him into the bustle.
“You’re going to love them, brother,” Fujin said, driving them to a small booth isolated in the middle of the street. “I’ve been telling them about you; they cannot wait to meet.”
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