Navia departed with a kiss and a promise she would not be long, leaving Théadan once more alone. There was always frustration for him at not being able to do things by himself, and it was never more apparent to Théadan than when he was left by himself. With no one around, he found there was precious little he could do to occupy himself, there was only the journal, and what books Navia had decided to bring with her after they escaped Nygaard. Neither interested Théadan at that moment in time. He wanted to go down the stairs, and check on Wyndagar around the back of the house. They had not been able to see each other, but he hoped Wyndagar knew he was alive and well all the same, hopefully he will have gotten the impression from the times Navia had gone to see him.<br/><br/>Théadan leaned his head all the way back and closed his eyes. There was little else for it, he would just have to stomach waiting for Navia to return. When the door creaked, Théadan opened his eyes in time to watch it close, expecting to see Navia before him, but there was no one. It made him frown, looking suspiciously at the door. It had opened, he was certain of it, had someone intended to come in but changed their min- "Hi!" Piped up a little excitable voice, making Théadan jump and immediately wince at the pain that shot through him. His gaze turned to where the voice had come from, at the end of the bed at first all he saw was Ingrid's red hair, but she was quickly walking around to the side of the bed to get a better look at him.<br/><br/>"Oh, hello Ingrid." He answered, smiling at her, but surprised at how she had snuck into the room. "What are you up to in here, hmm?"<br/><br/>"You said you need good company to keep the pain away." She replied with a smile of her own. "So I'll help you company."<br/><br/>A small chuckle escaped Théadan as he eyed his visitor. Just how had she heard him hear that? "You were eavesdropping on mine and Navia's conversation."<br/><br/>"No!" She protested.<br/><br/>"Then how do you know I said that?"<br/><br/>"Ummmmm..." She paused for a while, before giving a bright smile. Théadan was sure this was something Ingrid had learned to do around her parents when she sensed she might get in trouble. If she acted cute she could get away with it. Théadan knew he was not immune to its charms either. "Well you're here now so you may as well keep me company."<br/><br/>"Yeah!" Ingrid took that as permission not only to stay but to clamber up on to the bed by Théadan's side. He made no move to stop her, but watched the little one curiously as she immediately made herself comfy on the bed.<br/><br/>He supposed if Ingrid was going to keep him company, he may as well see how what she thought of his horse. "So you've been looking after Wyndagar with Navia?" She nodded her head happily. "You know he's a very special horse, very different to others." His voice dropped to a whisper as if speaking a secret just for Ingrid's ears. "Like me, he too is a prince. A prince of horses."<br/><br/>She giggled at that. "How did Wyndagar become a prince?"<br/><br/>"By being the bravest horse there is, how else?" Ingrid put a hand to her chin, and took a moment to think that one over, as though checking to see if it made sense. In case she worked out otherwise Théadan decided to add, "Want to hear a secret about Wyn?" That immediately distracted her and got her attention.<br/><br/>"Yeah! What is it?"<br/><br/>Children loved secrets, though whether they were any good at keep them was something else. Théadan quietly whispered his secret to Ingrid, just as the door opened, and Navia was before them. "Navia! Navia!" Ingrid shouted with excitement and leaped off the bed to run up to Navia and tug at the fringes of her dress. "I know a secret about Wyndagar!"<br/><br/>"Ingrid!" Théadan exclaimed raising a hand to his face in disbelief. Thankfully she remembered she wasn't supposed to share secrets, and immediately put a finger to her lips, and shushed Navia as though she were the one about to let it slip.