So Pegawen was the granddaughter of Araw. It was no wonder he came to see her that day. It must have been him that sought out Allasea and told her where she was. Pegawen was part Valnar and part Elf. That was something not to be scoffed at. It was to him a great honor for one to have the blood of the Valnar. They usually wed within their own race and a union like that of her grandfather was rare indeed, but not unheard of. Much like Silindral and Egland and now Thorgan and Allassiel, humans and elves seldom married as the elf would have to give up their immortality to do so. He wondered if Allassiel was prepared to do so though he had a feeling that Thorgan had something up his sleeve. The talk in Balazor's lab, told him that something was afoot. He remembered the conversation he had with Egland and Silindral.<br/><br/>He turned her face to look at him and leaned in and kissed her sweet lips. "Being who she is, it would have been hard on you growing up with out others of our kind around. She chose her life perhaps because she did not feel she belonged. She was much like Aragon, one that felt more at home in the forests and the open lands. He was a Ranger that roamed the land seeking out the vile creatures of Sauron and destroying them. She did much the same I believe and a young child would not have survived such confrontations. I believe she did the only thing she could to make sure you lived, and lived a happy life. But she was around, teaching you and keeping an eye on you when she was not out keeping everyone safe. Now that you are grown, I think she will be around more and the two of you will come to know each other more then you think. I wonder if Araw will do the same. A grand parent always likes to see their grandchild as much as possible." He thought a moment and then mutterec out loud. "I wonder what happened to Araw's wife. Surely since he is here, she would not have returned with all the rest." Would they see her as well in their journeys? If she still lived he did not doubt it. What grandmother could stay away.<br/><br/>"Those that raised you, even though you say did not want children of their own, seems to have loved you as if you were their own." he smiled and chuckled, "Who could not help but fall in love with you. I did."<br/><br/>Thorgan laid there with Allassiel, holding her to him. He doubted that this was much like her sleeping with other elves. Having her so close, and feeling her body against his, sent waves of feelings through his body, that he had never felt before. His heard raced and he felt a bit light headed, as he drank in her scent. He smiled as he remembered his father telling him of how he would know when he was truly in love. He would have to admit to his father that he was right one day. He knew to that his father would love Allassiel as would his mother. He could just see his mother now, smiling and almost dancing around, planning things and enjoying having Allassiel there. He knew she would plan such a wedding that would out rival any that had been done before, any where in the other kingdoms.