Yalúmessë

A/N: Sorry it’s been so long, but I just started college so I’ve been busy. And I’m sorry it’s so short, I’m seriously sleepy.




Kin





“Angrod! Finrod! Orodreth! Aegnor!” Galadriel ran to the open arms of her brothers. But, before they could embrace her they stopped short and marveled at her.

“Nerwen, you . . . you are bonded!” Orodreth cried.

Galadriel blushed and turned to see that Celeborn was lingering in the shadow of the doorway.

“Come, my husbad,” she beckoned gently. The silver lord stepped slowly out and was soon standing beside her.

“My Lord Celeborn!” Finrod exclaimed incredulously. “Well . . . this is quite a surprise!”

“You have become the wife of a Moriquendi!” Aegnor growled. Celeborn’s expression darkened, but he said nothing.

“Do not call him that!” Galadriel said in a low voice that heralded the calm before the storm. “They may not have witnessed the light of the Two Trees, but there is very little difference between us!”

Angrod put his arm around Galadriel to turn her away from Celeborn, but she stood unmoving like a rock. “Muinthel nín, he is not your equal! Why bond to such as he?”

“Because I love him!” she exclaimed. Galadriel felt Celeborn’s strong presence at her back and his hand as it slipped into her palm.

“My congratulations,” said Finrod, steeping away from his brothers to stand at the couple’s side.

“Findaráto, what are you doing?”

“I would think that you would be the first ones to promote peace between your fellow elves, what with all the strife that we have witnessed and is still raging.”

Celeborn finally spoke and though his words were quiet and calm, they pierced the hearts of Galadriel’s stubborn kin.

“I am honored to be called your brother.”

Before anyone could put in another word, a page came in.

“King Thingol bids you all to come to the throne room.”

Celeborn took his wife’s hand and they led the rest of their kin to the throne room.

“Naethen,” Orodreth murmured to Celeborn before he fell in step behind them.


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Muinthel nín: My sister

Naethen: I’m sorry.