"Stop running, you might trip." Cailina said.
The weather was neither cold nor hot, and the streets were bustling with life. Both nobles and commons mingled together as they passed through the stalls. The sellers busied themselves attracting passersby. Joyous shouts and laughter floated in the atmosphere. It was a sight to behold for Aris. He never saw many people at once. The excitement overcame him, and he dashed out of the carriage and was almost lost in the sea of people.
Aris rushed to the nearest stall. The mini muffins that the human seller, with an average look of a common housewife, displayed grabbed his attention, "I would like to buy two." He raised his two fingers with a smile. The woman wrapped the muffins in paper and handed the warm bread to Aris. Ria handled the payment, and he strutted back to his Lady's side.
"Would you like some muffin, my Lady?" He offered, albeit unwilling to part with the snack.
