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Who: The Lord and Lady of Lothlórien & Everyone
What: While the two love birds have a romantic picnic within the courtyard, several nosy imps decide to crash their little party.
When: Midday
Where: The Gardens
Rating: PG-13 and much embarrassment on Celeborn's part.

[The gentle autumn breeze welcomed the two star-crossed lovers as they dined together upon several blankets spun from the finest wool. It was the perfect afternoon for a picnic, one comprised of clear sunny skies damped in bright cyan and fluffy white clouds that rolled past in an endless march to the distant horizon. Such a day was like most others here in paradise but what made this day so unique from others was two lovers who sat under the shadow of a sturdy maple tree. They dined and laughed in unison, the two of them greatly enjoying their time together in the form of flirtatious quips and innocent kisses. It was quite ridiculous how in love these two were but anyone with eyes could tell that they're definitely take their vows seriously.

Gently brushing his lips against Galadriel's hand, Celeborn was honestly not aware of the small crowd that gathered nearby. It seemed that many of Galadriel's friends have taken an interest in their timeless romance, many of which seemed more impish than curious. While he most certainly welcomes any and all of his wife's dear friends, Celeborn might be the first to remind them that this sacred time he shares with his beloved is his and his alone.

The Lord of Lothlórien can be a tad selfish like that.]

The glorious shine of the day fails in comparison to your beauty, my eternal queen.

[He whispers quietly with a faint smirk curling upon his lips. Celeborn could go on for days in admiration of Galadrial's celestial beauty but he rather not embarrass her so in public.]

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[ A small smile graces his lips once Celeborn feels her fingers slide through his hair. ]

Of course not, my eternal one. Why would the illustrious Sun ever grow envious of the dull glow of the Moon?

The moon has a beauty of its own. One need be blind not to see it.

[ He couldn't help but chuckle lightly at her response. ]

Now who is flattering "whom", my queen?

I have over a year's worth of such endearments saved. I hope you do not expect an end to them soon.

I would never shun such words from the one I adore the most.

[ Goodness, these two are such a mess. An adorable mess but a mess nonetheless. ]

[In response, she just leans forward and kisses him again. When she pulls away, though, there's something slightly sad in her eyes. She hesitates for a moment before speaking, reluctant to spoil the mood.]

There is another you once adored with all your heart. [A little sigh] I would that you remembered her, my love.

[ The kiss she planted upon his lips leaves him yearning for more but the melancholy that lingered within her gaze stunned Celeborn into silence. Remembering the conversation they held a few days ago, the Elvenlord felt his mood somewhat sour.

How could any father forget the face of their child? It's almost as if Celebrian doesn't exist at all for him.]

You speak of the memories stolen from me.

I do.

[She raises her hand to his shirt, idly fiddling with a button. Perhaps it was better to leave him in the dark- to allow him to believe their daughter was still happy and well in Rivendell. But she could not. There have never been secrets between them and certainly none as important as this.]

There is much I should tell you, yet I scarcely know where to begin.

[ No secret should ever be kept between them, no matter how painful they might be. Surely news of their daughter's sails to the Grey Havens will dampen his mood, but Celeborn would rather the truth be told other than hidden.

However, due to the mysterious power that lurks in this realm, will everything Galadriel tells him about Celebrian be forgotten? ]

Then merely take your time, melamin.

[ He reaches to hold her hand within his. ]

We have all but eternity on our side. I shall reclaim what has been lost through your undying love.

[It's impossible to say. Some people remember what they are told, but cannot recall it for themselves. Others forget once the conversation is finished. If she must, she will write it all out for him. But they'll cross that bridge when they come to it. She's quiet for a moment longer, just sitting there with her hand in his.]

It has been long since we have seen our Celebrían; she has sailed West before either of us. [The reason is almost more painful than the fact itself, so she pauses, both to let him process it and to prepare herself for the rest of the story.]

[ Galadriel did right by giving him a moment to digest those words. He simply stared at her for a brief second, his eyes clouded with sorrow. Had something transpired that would've caused their only child to seek refuge away from Arda? It certainly seems like it. Clutching his wife's hand a little tighter, Celeborn wordlessly begged her to continue.

No matter how painful the truth regarding Celebrian might be, he needs to know. ]

[She takes a deep breath and dives right in. It's obvious from her eyes that, however long ago it had been, there was still a great deal of pain there.]

She was taken...captured by orcs and subjected to such torments as I dare not speak of, not even in the light of day. Her sons came to her rescue and Lord Elrond healed her as best he could. [She looks away.] But he could not heal her in spirit.

[ Hearing that last bit honestly made Celeborn sick to his stomach. Captured and tortured by Orcs? How could he have possibly let such atrocities happen to his daughter?! Where was Elrond to protect her? Why did such events come to pass? Surely there has to be at fault here, someone!

There must've been fury burning within his gaze for now Celeborn certainly felt livid now. Sorrow would soon come to take a hold of him but for now, he's livid. ]

My only daughter was snatched and taken by Orcs?

[ He almost scoffs. ]

How despicable. For every strand of silver hair they touched, a thousand of them should've suffered. There should've been none left of these monsters and all of Mordor itself should've crumbled beneath the sea.

[ Surely the Orc population dwindled significantly after Celebrian's ordeal reached him. ]

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[She raises a hand to his cheek and rests it there, a gesture intended to be at once calming and comforting.]

Your wrath has always been fearsome when earned. You were no different then.

[ As soon as her fingers reached him, Celeborn could feel some of his wrath leave him and the sorrow begin to claim him. Even though many Orcs may have suffered in the name of vengeance, none of their deaths could undo what has been done. Just that thought alone weighed him with great woe. ]

Our dearest Celebrian...

[ He leans into Galadriel's touch as he closed his eyes. ]

How cruel the Valar are to curse our "Silver Princess" with such a fate. I cannot even begin to fathom what they did to her.

I simply cannot.

[As much pain as the topic brings her, as difficult as it is, she can't help but offer a gentle correction.]

Blame not the Valar, my love. Or if you must, blame me equally, for it was I who earned their wrath. Were not my kin cursed to woe for our sins?

[ His gaze widens in shock when she says that. ]

Do you mean they would bring harm to our only child for deeds done thousands of years ago?

[ Goodness, what a revelation. Celeborn honestly doesn't like it, not one ounce of it. ]

As innocent and pure our daughter was, she shouldn't have undergo such a fate. Thus, I truly begin to believe that all of this was merely...accidental.

No, I think they would not. I think they had little hand in it. [It's just that if they did, that was surely the reason.]

I, too, am more inclined to blame chance and the orcs who took her. [And herself, for not foreseeing it, but she won't tell him that.]

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