An Unamused Elf

[silvertree]

Fate has very little to do with our meeting today for this was predetermined long before you've noticed my presence.

[ A slight frown settles on his lips as he regards the "scribe". It's quite easy to see that he's displeased. ]

Am I bound to you as you are bound to me? If so, this bond will vex us both if we do not strive to nurture it well.

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[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, someone is quite pleased to see you. A fond smile crosses her face.]

How blessed your scribe is to be bound to you. [After all, she's found it quite pleasant these past thousands of years.] Gi suilon, my love.

[silvertree]

[ A sigh of relief nearly escaped him once he saw her. It seems that the Valinor have decided to bestow them both with their blessing today.

He honestly didn't expect to see her here. This is such a pleasant surprise! ]

While they are truly blessed, I worry that they may falter soon.

[ He doesn't possess much faith in his scribe. ]

Cormamin lindua ele lle.

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[inafadingcrown]

I would say we must seek to embolden their hearts. [She hesitates, a flicker of doubt evident in her face for those who know her well enough to read it.] But perhaps it is selfish of me. The roads they would have us travel may be dark and full of peril. I should not wish such things upon you.

That I did! /grins

[silvertree]

If this is what we must do to ensure our time together, then we must do our best to encourage her well.

[ After spending a near eternity together, Celeborn can certainly sense whenever his beloved is riddled with worry. Reaching out to grasp her hand within his, he speaks softly for only her ears to hear. ]

There's no danger too great that would ever keep us apart, a'maelamin.

[inafadingcrown]

[Both his words and his touch are most welcome and she is soothed by them. Of course, he could see her worry. He knows her better than almost any other, understands what others cannot. To be at his side again- it is as it should be.]

I have missed you in all things, Mela en' coiamin. Many times I have wished for both your company and your counsel.

[silvertree]

Then it's settled.

[ His grip around her hand tightens but only by a little. ]

I shall return to your side once more.

[inafadingcrown]

[She raises his hand to her lips and kisses it- softly, gently, letting her lips linger a moment longer than necessary- turning what might have been a formal gesture into something decidedly romantic.]

And I will welcome you with open arms. It has been too long. [But as soon as the words are out of her mouth, she feels guilty. She knows they will likely be parted for far longer when she sails. A parting of her own choice. What right has she to complain of this?]

[silvertree]

[ This small display of affection lingers deeply within his heart. He honestly loves Galadriel more than he can express with words.]

Too long has the sun risen and fallen without our audience, melamin. I desire not to be parted from you for another day.

[ While their time together in Middle-earth had been a long one, Celeborn honestly thought of it as too short. If he has the chance to spend another lifetime with her, then he'll gladly accept regardless the danger. ]

We shall remain as "husband and wife" for this eternity as well.

[inafadingcrown]

[But when have words ever been needed between them? She knows. And she loves him more deeply than most would think possible.]

My heart desires nothing more.

[silvertree]

Likened to a bird within a glided cage, I take it that the realm your scribe placed you within isn't to your liking.

[ He can tell that much just by the worry that lingers within her eyes. ]

[inafadingcrown]

You know I have no love for cages, be they gilded or no.

[Part of it, if she's honest with herself, is pride. How dare that place keep her from her duties. From her kin. But she is also well aware that the castle holds more darkness than many realize.]

It is, perhaps, safer than many other such realms, but it is not without its dangers.

[silvertree]

[ A soothing hum welcomes her ears as he does his best to quell both his wife's anger and fears. Celeborn is quite distraught at the thought of being snatched from the forests he call "home", but he cannot allow himself to dwell on that now.

Galadriel's displeasure worries him more. ]

My dearest beloved, at least there's some good to be had in the trials we now face. The darkness that lingers shall be purged by our light.

[inafadingcrown]

[He has always been able to ground her and to keep her steady. At times, she's rather amazed he can- it's like calming a storming sea.

She smiles slightly and looks down at their hands, still intertwined.]

That has long been my hope. It does me well to hear it from your lips. And we need not work alone. [She's made a number of allies (and, yes, even friends) in her time there.]