Lotharn sat there with her in his arms and waited. She was trying to tell him what had gone on with Allasea but it seemed she was having a hard time telling it. That was one thing about their race, Secrets. It seemed that the Elves loved to keep secrets, even from other elves. Perhaps it was because they did not like to have others knowing of problems or their personal lives that it evolved into more. He knew that there was much that the Elves never told mankind, and he doubted that even in the part of the world they were in that the elves kept many secrets from the Humans. A lot of their history was kept from the Humans, and look what it got them, A war with Sauron. He wondered if this Evil One that had waged war on the Eastern half of the world was not some how connected to their past. But for her to try and tell him what was said and not hold anything back from him, showed how much she loved him and trusted him.<br/><br/>Thorgan nodded at what she saw on the tapestry, and what she said. "Yes some things are like that, where the whole story is not told. But this tapestry just shows the city, and not the vast underground labyrinth that was said to lie beneath it where their military might was. It was said to have been one of the most powerful army of mankind. But as you said there could have been other reasons for them not sending their army. " he told her. "If not a myth, then what happened to the city? Where it is suppose to have been there is nothing there." Which was true. Any going to the southern Coast would walk across the empty plain where the city should have stood.<br/><br/>Thorgan moved back over to the bed and stood behind Allassiel and put his arms around her, pulling her back against him. "Yes it is big enough but would it be proper for me to share it. I do not want to offend or cause any problems. I am not up on the customs of Elves, but I know they have certain ways that are not like ours." But if it was alright for him to do so then he would join her and share the bed. He would enjoy having her close to him and sharing the warmth of the blankets. Then to maybe she would explain what was going on instead of having an excitable Hobbit to tell him.