He exhaled through his nose. "Fine." His gaze flickered to Nnenna. "You may compete, but first, you must ask your brother for permission."
Nnenna froze.
Somto, still seated lazily on his horse, raised a brow at her, waiting. "You heard Father. Call me 'Big Brother,' and I'll let you race."
His request seemed normal but only Nnenna, Arthur, Carl and Somto knew that it wasn't. They all knew that for some reason Nnenna didn't like coming close to Somto talk less of calling him big brother.
"Nope, I doubt she will do it," Carl whispered to Arthur.
Nnenna clenched her fists. She hated this. Hated that Somto was making her do this unwillingly and in front of everyone.
But she lifted her chin.
"Big Brother."
A hush fell over the stand where Arthur and Carl was.
Somto chuckled, clearly enjoying himself. "See? That wasn't so hard, was it?"