The scent of freshly baked bread, roasted meat, and exotic spices blended together, creating an aroma that made Echo's stomach growl.
Rilan laughed at his expression. "Hungry already?"
Eileen chuckled. "Let's get him something to eat first."
As they walked deeper into the market, Echo's eyes darted everywhere.
There were stalls packed with glowing gemstones, shimmering fabrics, and handmade jewelry.
Further ahead, a blacksmith was displaying his finely crafted swords and armor.
Echo watched in fascination as the man hammered a blade, sparks flying into the air.
"That's real craftsmanship," Rilan remarked.
"Can I have a sword?" Echo asked, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
Rilan laughed. "You don't need one yet. But maybe in a few years."
They continued exploring, passing stalls filled with fresh fruit, steaming meat skewers, and barrels of different spices.
Echo couldn't resist and grabbed a small, golden fruit from a stand.
