Child called out to one of the dockhands in the street. "We have need of a pony cart. Can you tell me where I could rent one?"
"That way, little one. There is a stable a few paces down this street," one replied.
"Little one, indeed!" Child thought. But she was not about to make trouble.
She had strapped her bag of silver and gold coins close to her body under her cloak. And just to make certain, on her other hip, she carried a small dagger. She sincerely hoped she would find no reason to use it.
Child went to the stable and made arrangements for a cart and pony for Kali and Birdland. She also rented a small pony for herself and Rose to share.
Child had gathered all her books, papers, and writing implements and slung them into the pony's saddlebag. She was also carrying a hooded cloak which she gave to Kali as he and Birdie emerged from the water.
"Better be careful, Kali," she said. I don't know if the citizens of Minas Tirith have ever seen a creature quite like you. I am sure they are kind-hearted, but it's best to be cautious."
Child returned briefly to the ship and gave Angara a polite, but firm, lecture. "O ancient one, for your safety, it is best to remain on this vessel. For the citizens here may be overwhelmed at the sight of your magnificence."
Angara was not pleased at Child's words. However, Child presented her with the key to the fish storage bin which did help to soothe her temper.
Angara countered, "I will remain on deck this evening. About days to come, I will not promise. And you, Child, may need me to help find and decipher the ancient documents."
Child scratched her head, but said nothing.
Child mounted her pony to journey to the great library. She took Rose with her. They did not intend to do research so late in the day, but merely to find out where the library was and if special arrangements had to be made for their entry. She and Rose agreed that they would later find an inn where they all might gather for an evening of food and entertainment, something which had been sorely missed in recent days.
As they trotted off the docks, she and Rose could see that Mithadan was already arguing with a multitude of vendors to provision their ship with needed supplies.
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