The two servants bowed their heads gently and took Mutan's things, one of them pausing only to use the household intercom informing the rest of the Godie family of their daughter's arrival and her general mood summarized as one surprisingly polite word.

Adria seemed to rather enjoy the prospect of being treated with a mediocrium of respect via association with royalty, [i]that and maybe a servant to boss around...[/i] The idea flittered through her mind only briefly, as the duties of offloading the ship still fell upon her, although not being tasking with bringing their baggage to their respective accommodations and back was no small blessing.

Isaac was temporarily more concerned over the cosmetic appearances of the ship's boat, since he may as well make it look presentable with so many onlookers; a task a number of servants set about right-away.

Meanwhile, Mortimer was right beside Mutan should anything embarrassing happen.

And with a degree of punctuality, Mutan's older sister -Erika- was the first of the family to step outside; the only one, in fact. The rest most likely stayed by the porch-side or were inside engrossed upon a multitude of files since they weren't exactly expecting her to arrive on-time. That said, Erika stepped out with open arms and seemed most interested in what odd company her little sister had brought along for today.