Ferdinand is already at the door, appearing with all his glory and greeting them like the debonair gentleman that he is.
At that moment, the three of them are the only ones who are not in their proper places. Everyone else is already done. Now, they stick out like some sore thumbs whose faces have paled at that very second, which then eventually earns the nobleman's flummoxed reaction. He came to a halt as soon as he laid eyes on one particular person among the crowd –
And it's this mound of filth that seems to be the size of a little girl.
"Oh my… Have I intruded at the children's playtime?" Ferdinand asked with an enigmatic tone and expression – seemingly neither disgusted nor repulsed by such a sight.
"No, my lord. Forgive me for letting you see something like this. I'm very, very sorry…" the Headmistress shamefully apologized as she dragged the two children out of the way.
"And good day to you too. It's a pleasure to have you here today, Count Esmeralde."
