Thorgan gave her a smile back and a slight bow. "Rest well, I look forward to helping you lean our language better." He backed up a couple steps and turned and began walking towards the place that him and his father had been given to stay at. It was a Palace of sorts, for those of nobility that use to come visit. Perhaps now that the troubles had started up again, there would be more use for it and perhaps even a more permanent presence of the humans of his kingdom there, once more. He looked back over his shoulder at Allassiel. He wondered...........No he said to himself, she would not have any inereest in a human. She had a husband once and children. She would have no interest in him nor would she give up her immortality for a human. Again the story came to his mind of Egland and Silindral. He wondered if there was anything in the library about it. He could ask and have it translated for him. The part about the potion was what intrigued him. Who made it for them, if the wizard made it for Egland, then did he use it for himself? If that was so, where was the wizard? Thoughts like that ran through his mind as he watched Allassiel.<br/><br/>Rest was not on his mind. That would have to wait and they did have time. He kissed her neck and shoulders as he continued squeezing her tits, one then the other. She was warm and her skin smooth and flawless. Her tits were firm and full, soft and felt good in his hand. Just being with her there in the bed made him feel like he had never felt before. It was a strange feeling, but quite pleasant and exhilarating. He felt her hand moving over his body and around a scar he received at Helms Deep, then down to his hip. She said he was beautiful, that made him grin, handsome perhaps, beautiful, now that was her. "You are the one that is beautiful." he told her and gently kissed her lips.