Temorin glanced around the booth, then a small figure caught his eye. In a moment's notice, he tenderly pricked it from the display it and paid for it.
"Any please you?" He asked kindly

She gently picked up the glass cat figure and paid for it herself. He probably wouldn't ever know this, but she once had a cat when she was younger, at least for a couple days.

Temorin looked t the next few booths. They had everything here. The next stand served various jewels, and the one after offered books. He was thrilled to see each and every one of the stands, but allowed for Xolia to lead the way for a bit. He figured she'd like to explore.

She began walking, although pausing at the booth with books. Books were a great way to past time, especially when you're a princess in a foreign country.

Books, his favorite...
"Please, pick any that amuse you. I insist on paying from here on out. You are a guest."

The royal library already had all of these books, so he was a bit uninterested.

She picked up a thick-ish book that was written purely in Gaelic.

The prince smiled brightly. He had lineage chock full of Gaelics. Every lullaby he was ever sung was in Gaelic.

"Ah, roghainn glic. Tha mi fileanta gu pearsanta anns a Ghidhlig." He said with his smile.

" Bha mi a dabbled anns a chnan ri taobh a bhana-phrionnsa. " She replied softly.

Temorin chuckled in his low rumble of a voice.
"I see."
He took the book from her carefully and paid, handing it back to her after a moment.
"What do you wish to see next? There is far more than the markets. There are dances, food stands, a few farms on the outskirts, and several other attractions. Take your pick."

" ...Where are the dances taking place? " She asked him.