"Who are you?" I asked, still left in the shock and scared state that came over me when gunshots were heard.
I look up to his face which was hidden behind a dark shadow and bit my lips as silence fell between us.
"Who I am is none of your business,"...
"Wow! It's soo beautiful" I exclaimed, my eyes staring at the shops around me. We had just arrived at the market place and let me tell you, it's magnificent.
There were bakeries that sold loaves of bread, baguette, cakes and all type of pastries that were displayed on huge glass windows. It looked mouthwatering too. Then on my right were a few flower shops, that were folded with lots and lots of people, a few restaurants were also nearby and there were stalls that had fruits and vegetables placed inside baskets, ready to be bought.
"Yes, it is. So, where should I take you?" He asked, looking down at me and I shrugged before replying.
"I don't know...where's the best place to visit around here?"
A small smirk slowly made its way to his lips as he averted his eyes to the front. "Follow me then" And I followed very close behind until we stopped at a stop store. Above it had a sign having down that write "souvenir shop".
I raised my brows as my eyes scanned the place from outside and a frown slowly made its way onto my face as I wondered, why a souvenir shop?
"Bienvenu monsieur Black!" A man's voice was heard and I averted my eyes back to the entrance of the shop only to see that Jaxon had already entered the store.
Quickly entering, I smiled greeting the man as he welcomed me with a warm smile and the words "Bienvenue mademoiselle!"
[Tranlation: Welcome Mr. Black! Welcome Miss!]
"Bonjour, Monsieur Bisset. May we see what's best for sale?" Jaxon said, starting off in full French but switched to English in just a matter of seconds...with an accent as well.
"Ah! Yes, sir. Right this way" Mr...Bisset, I think his name was responded in English, smiling at us before walking towards a door.
I followed from behind and watched as he opened the door, pointing his hands towards the inside of the room. "And here we are Mr. Black. Have a look around, would you?" He asked in a very tick French accent and Jaxon only hummed in response.
The man then turned around and left, leaving me with Jaxon, in a room full of souvenirs hanging on walls and some on tables.
