Lucy asked around using the exact words Vera told them earlier while Ezra stood quietly in the middle of the falling snow.
Cold wind brushed past the people moving through the village roads, carrying loose snow across the ground in soft waves.
Several villagers glanced briefly toward Ezra and Lucy before continuing with their own business again.
With the rough clothing the two wore, it was difficult to tell they originally came from a noble background or a large city.
And because Lucy already had experience living in the rural sides of Britannia before becoming a servant…
She could communicate naturally with the locals without sounding awkward or arrogant.
"Thank you for the information."
Lucy bowed slightly toward the old woman standing before her.
The woman looked like she had already entered the final years of her life, but despite that, she still carried enough strength to walk steadily through the snow while holding the hands of two small children beside her.
