[Child of the 7th Age]

Andreth had followed along behind Daerohil, beng very careful to stay out of sight. Neither the ghost or her companions from the road seemed to be aware of or acknowledge her presence. She glided easily along above the others, watching from afar as they took off on their merry chase through the central courtyard, round about, and up the southwest staircase. Andreth could hear and see Daerohil very clearly and couldn't figure out why the others couldn't do the same.

And just who or what was this Calimiel that the ghost kept mentioning? Was she perhaps some sort of horse doctor who would make sure that Whinney would be all right. Presently, Andreth had only one major concern. She was not thinking of Maladil or the deed to the castle or any of the other reasons she was supposed to be here. Her ony concern was her poor pony who seemed to be getting weaker.

If she could see and hear Daerohil, then perhaps he could do the same with her, and they could actually talk. She flitted quickly in front of the group and came slamming down on top of Daerohil, or rather floating down might be the better description. She placed herself at the very top of the staircase, hoping to block off his avenue of retreat so she could squeeze some information out of him.

"You there, Daerohil, I've had enough. Can you help my pony Whinney or not? Just where are you taking us? And who is this Calimiel of which you speak? And, finally, while we're at it, you wouldn't have happened to see a stray deed to the castle floating about now?

She set her hand on her hip and waited for an answer, wondering if one would come.