He handed over the pastry and pulled out another for himself.

"My House wasn't noble, just myself. Everyone in Gondolin belonged to a House, you see. For protection, and so that they could be looked out for." Of course, some Lords were better than others, but that was a conversation for another time.

"Each House was responsible for a different aspect, trees, fountains, music, the tunnels, etc, and we split the time between guard duty and drilling, and making the city beautiful. Gondolin was a new city, you see, carved into a mountain, hidden to protect us from our enemies," he said smiling at her.