Who could have predicted this situation? Surely not Chrys. Bael hadn't been on his mind for a while now. To suddenly be walking together along the Seine certainly felt... unreal.
For a while they stayed silent, walking together side by side. It was a quiet evening in Paris, and Chrys couldn't help but be once again amazed by everything he saw. The tourists that were taking pictures on the bridges, the lines in front of the bars and pubs, even the old lanterns above them. Fall was early this year, and the first leaves were falling and turning orange already. It felt a bit colder too, and Chrys regretted his choice of outfit with each little breeze.
"So, uh... Paris?" suddenly asked Bael. "I thought your family had moved to England?"
Once again, Chrys wondered how Bael knew. It was tru
