<b>Allassiel was still smiling as they left the hobbits to finish up and walked back to the room. “So,” she commented, “you do have dragons here? They were no friend of the free people where I'm from. Smaug aside, there were a couple of other dragons that joined Sauron. <br/>
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Most don't know about it. He even tried to raise one as a wight, only to partially succeed. “There were also the fellbeasts, those that were ridden by the nazgul.” She spat the last word out, a sneer crossing her face. “Not dragons, but very drake-like in appearance. “I have a hard time to think any dragon would be friend.” <br/>
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She paused long enough to speak to a passing dwarf, asking about food. He pointed her in the direction of the kitchens before rushing off again. “The dwarves have done good work of bringing this old fortress back to working.” She started walking again, then turned and backtracked. “This way,” she motioned towards the hall she'd missed. “Like many dwarf places, this one has too many places to get lost.”</b><br/><br/><b>They found the room and entered; the first thing she noticed was that Pegawen was face down on her bed. “I think she is finally worn out.” Allassiel pointed towards her cousin, then pressed a finger to Thorgan's lips. “We will be quiet, so she can rest. Maybe we should go eat instead?”</b>