Reed was the first person to react, primarily because Reed normally processed every single anomalous event through the lens of culinary hospitality.
"Ren!" The large cook bustled out of the massive reworked kitchen, having stubbornly insisted on assisting Ren's and the royal staff with the preparations. He frantically wiped his freshly washed hands on his apron, grinding to a dead halt the second he registered the aristocratic woman his son was currently hauling. "...Exactly why are you carrying that dignified looking lady over your shoulder like a captured hostage...?"
"She is not a hostage, Dad... It merely appears as this since she lacked the motivation to walk."
"Oh my god I'll explode…" murmured Mayo while Matilda and Maria eyed her menacingly.
"But there is zero logical reason to carry her here like a sack of flour, it makes no sense for a guest." Reed narrowed his eyes in deep parental suspicion. "Exactly who did you kidnap this time?"
