Karl continued, oblivious to the fact that the guard in question had noticed their conversation at the far end of the hall. Assuming that a nod of the head would be enough to convey his meaning. On intuition, he lowered his voice to match Gareth's. "Good question, but like I said, rumors, and it's not like somebody like me ever got the chance to mingle with the royal guards, but ah... that one, is the one. Sir Morgan, I've heard said." He looked back and forth between Gareth and Thomas for a moment considering. The weight of what the boy had said suddenly occurred to him. He'd never heard someone speak such a confident knowledge of elven genealogy. "You sound like quite the expert," he added, stroking his chin and considering the guard at the front of the room. "Maybe you'll be able to tell, add or take a little something from the lore of this place."