The agony in Galadriel's tone ripped at his heart as he held her close. She seemed so frail now, almost as if the slightest word would shatter her. Celeborn couldn't recall a time he ever seen his queen suffer so much and found himself already cursing this castle and those who lived within it. Gazing down at her with such love and worry, Celeborn gently tilts her chin upward so he could look into her sorrowful eyes.

"Then forgive me for ever doubting my place with you, melamin, because even in madness no such words shall ever be uttered again." It warmed his heart to know how deeply she truly loves him. Celeborn still couldn't shake the shame he felt for not remembering the face of their sweet daughter but in time he believes he'll remember Celebrian, and remember the joy of being a father.

Leaning down to claim her sweet lips, Celeborn kissed his queen in hopes of quelling the melancholy that lurks deep within their souls. He cared not for anyone who may have watched them now, all of his attention focused on the golden maiden within his arms.