Introducing the People of Paradisa

[silvertree]

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.]

Comments

[commandsthewind]

My lord, it is a pleasure to meet you. [But at his words her eyebrows rose and it was a effort to keep her face blank and welcoming, and not to start laughing. She bit the inside of her lip hard for a moment before replying.

Thank-god she had so much practise in keeping her amusement to herself.] No sorcery, or none that I know of. Just your lady's face sort to grace both your world and mine twice over.

[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel is also having a rather difficult time not laughing at his expense. It was so rare to see him startled this way, and she couldn't help but find it endearing.]

Such things are not unheard of here. There is another who bears your face as well.

[silvertree]

[ Still staring at the two of them in awe, Celeborn was finally jolted out of his daze once his wife spoke of another who resembles him. Giving her a rather incredulous gaze, Celeborn let out a deep sigh. ]

...I see. [ He mumbles softly in mock annoyance. ] Then I suppose it's true that Men and Elves truly are kin to each other.

[ Offering a faint but somewhat nervous smile to the Queen of England, Celeborn tries his best not to seem disturbed. ]

Forgive me, Your Majesty. It's not like me to be so rude. Please, sit and join us.

[commandsthewind]

[There was a brief look at Galadriel, just to make sure she was not alone in her amusement in this. Before she smiled again at Celeborn.]

It seems we are, in some ways at least. Though there are none of you kind where I come from, save in stories. [Not pleasant stories, but she just won't go into that.]

No, it's nothing at all. But I shall not disturb you both for long, I'm merely out for a walk to enjoy the fine weather. [there's a warm smile on her behalf, she can be kind and charming enough when court was not breathing down her neck.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, she is far from alone in her amusement. It's all Galadriel can do to hold back her laughter.]

Have you ventured to the forest yet? I often wander there on my own walks. [But then, that shouldn't be too surprising, given the nature of her home.]

[silvertree]

[ Still staring at the two of them in great wonder, Celeborn couldn't help but wonder if this was some sort of ill-conceived jest on Galadriel's part. How could a mortal possess the delicate ethereal features of an immortal?

This entire fiasco is quite vexing for poor Celeborn. ]

While I doubt the forests here match the splendor of our Golden Woods, I would suspect that walking through the reed and bush could prove to be rather relaxing.