The patient laughed softly at Jocelyn's words. She let out a sigh afterwards. It was true the girl deserved better. She thought to herself about how bad she would feel in the same situation. She was poor, that was a fact. But she had been allowed a say in whom she married, and had a happy life with her husband.<br/><br/>When the midwife gave Jocelyn that look, the patient decided not to talk anymore about the matter. She listened with full attention as the midwife spoke. Relief was clear on her face as she heard everything seemed do be going well. It was her hope she could have a safe birth and a healthy baby. She wished for no more than that. "Thank you. His sister will be staying with us for a while, I believe this will lighten the workload, for both me and him." She sighed one more time and stood up. "I will be sure to come by next week", she stated, saying her farewells before leaving the clinic.<br/><br/>It was in that precise moment the closed carriage made its way in front of the door. As it passed by - stopping for a moment so the woman who had just left the clinic could make her way across the street - a hand moved the drape. The vague hint of a face appeared behind it. It was hard to make out an actual shape or any details, since the person did not actually lean closer. It was, though, possible to make out that the person inside had golden hair and appeared to be a man. The midwife seemed curious and a little bothered. "Now what a strange thing, child", she murmured, looking outside. "I would bet on my honor that is the new resident. What on Earth could he possibly thinking, going out like this? Does he want the whole village to be talking of him?"<br/><br/>The woman shook her head and sighed. "No good can come of this, child. This man seems to be hiding something. Did you know not even the family he purchased the house from has ever met him? I wonder if they know his name at all."