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Lying half-curled in a circular window that let light stream in over Shōryū's desk, Enki was currently not doing anything to help his king or the ministers, who were just shuffling out of the room, only looking vaguely annoyed. No matter what Itan and Shuko may have learned the many centuries before, they sometimes, still, couldn't keep their temper. Especially when Shōryū was at his most annoying.

"Any particular reason you felt they needed a lesson in patience today?" Enki yawned and stretched in the sunlight; it was finally beginning to get warmer, and it made him comfortably lazy. But the weather turning made him think of another place, and it was with a start that he realized that, yeah, it'd been almost a year since he was last Over There.

He wondered what might have happened in a year; things seemed to have been moving quickly these last decades... Apparently Hourai could no longer keep itself apart from the rest of the world.

Shaking his head and stifling another yawn, Enki looked over at Shōryū. Maybe he was just restless, like Enki was starting to feel; even with flying mounts, travelling during winter wasn't particularly pleasant (unless you went to the southern kingdoms), so he'd, as usual, been restricted to lazing about down in Kankyuu.