Yilin reined in her horse and waited for the ghosts to drift in front of her. Smiling, she said, "Hello, I would like to see Lord of the Lich King."
"Sorry, Lord of the Lich King can't see you right now," one of the ghosts replied.
"Can't see me right now, is he busy? Then we will wait for him in the castle until he is done."
"Sorry, we haven't received any orders allowing anyone to enter the castle."
The atmosphere instantly became tense, as the lords widened their eyes and looked at each other. Yilin was also extremely embarrassed.
After a pause, Yilin softly asked, "Do you...know who I am?"
"Yes," another ghost shrugged and said, "You are Yilin Beixier, Duke Beisher, the human lord to whom the Lich King swore allegiance. As qualified sentinels, we should at least be able to identify people."
That response was even more embarrassing than saying "no." Yilin was taken aback.
After a moment of hesitation, Yilin continued, "Since you know, won't you let us in?"
