So Shiny!

“Ah, yes. A rare find.” The man’s eyes gleam with the prospect of a buyer. “That there came from,” the man pauses and looks around as if checking to see if anyone is eavesdropping. “from beyond the waters of the East.”  His face is so close to Owen’s that their noses nearly touch. Owen leans backwards and glances over at me, giving me a look that clearly says this guy is crazy.

“Right. Um, I’m just going to put this back. I probably wouldn’t be able to afford it considering it comes from beyond the waters of the East.” Owen mocks the man’s voice, and I slap a hand over my mouth, trying to hide my giggles and grin. The man gives Owen the most deadly glare I have ever seen, which he proceeds to shoot at me as well as my giggles turn into outright bursts of laughter. Owen grabs my arm and pulls me away from the table as quickly as possible, snickers of laughter threatening to escape from his tightly sealed lips.

“That was so rude, Owen!” I try to keep a straight face as I scold him for mocking the man, but my smile breaks through. As much as I think that was uncalled for, I still have to laugh at Owen. The man was definitely crazy, and Owen’s mockery sent it over the edge to hilarity.

“What did I do wrong?” Owen plays the innocent card, and I punch him in the arm whilst glaring at him.

“Come on let’s just check out another table.” I grab his hand and drag him over to another seller. The lady behind the stall that catches my eye is tall, and lean. Her hair is a deep red and flows in waves down her back. She wears a headpiece of jewellery that sweeps down onto her forehead, and then back up just above her ears, going around the back of her head. Her dress looks of lavender silk, and loosely clings to her figure. She smiles lazily as Owen and I approach.

Gazing down, I look at all the intricate pieces of gold and silver jewellery on the table in front of me. My fingers hover above each piece, teasing me, tempting me to pick it up and try it on.

“Why, hello there, beautiful.” I look up to see Owen leaning on the table, his eyes locked on to the lady behind the stall, a grin on his face. I roll my eyes at him, but then continue to gaze at the shiny objects on the table.