There existed plenty of children's tales about heroes arriving from other worlds, idle, preposterous fantasies that were unsuited to proper adults. Cecilia had a few memorised as the kids often enjoyed them. This scene almost seemed to come straight out of one of those tales. Regardless of whether the foreigner's claim of coming from another world was true or not, it certainly appeared that this mob was disoriented and perhaps needing of direction. However, Cecilia had no inclination to help strangers, her duty was solely to the Winterblooms. If a member of the family were to extend their grace, then it would be different.

"Perhaps we should get going now, Relfan Town is just ahead," said the maid. "Unless you really wish to take these into the carriage... It would be a rather tight fit."

She took stock of each of the foreigners. Certainly, if the men went to the front to squeeze beside the driver, they would be fine.