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"Perhaps that thunder just now frightened little Will." Aaron opened his umbrella, and Velma put a little hat on the baby to keep the rain off his head. The couple left the station and walked beneath the eaves along the street, looking for an inn's sign as they went.
"I think so too," Velma said. "Will kept looking above the station just now. He was very quiet and didn't show any signs of crying."
But there had likewise been no thunder when they spoke to the train conductor with obvious Feysac ancestry earlier. Both husband and wife overlooked this small discrepancy.
After walking a few steps, although Aaron saw no trams, he soon spotted the carriages waiting for customers outside the station. Carrying their baby and luggage, the couple boarded a hired carriage and told the driver:
"To Municipal Square."
In the Loen Kingdom, there was bound to be a church and at least one inn near the municipal square.
"Sir, are you here on holiday?" the driver asked familiarly as he set the horses moving.
Aaron exchanged a glance with his wife, knowing it was obvious at a glance. For safety's sake, Aaron, who often traveled on business, offered a cover story. "No, I'm visiting my cousin's estate. It's just that this sudden downpour has left him unable to pick us up for the time being."
Although they would only spend one night in this unfamiliar city and leave before seven the next morning, they still needed to protect themselves, especially with their child along.
"Then would you like an inn closer to the estates outside the city?" the driver ventured in the casual tone of someone making a recommendation.
Aaron guessed he might have an acquaintance or relative who ran an inn. To avoid being fleeced, he