Celeborn looked up from the ground and, as his breathing continued heavily,
observed the soft glow that grew from behind him. He returned his head to a
downcast position.
Angry as she was at her husband, Galadriel would not leave him to exhaust himself, collapse on the forest floor and eventually freeze to death. This she thought as she picked up his shed tunic and placed it over his back and upon his shoulders.
"You are being foolish, Celeborn. Your daughter is free to love whomever she will." She said silently to him as she stroked his hair.
"Do I not have the right to question it? Even for her safety?"
"Her safety, or yours? Elrond is no threat to our daughter...but I do believe he is to your relationship with her." Despite the absence of strength within him, Celeborn stood and faced his wife, his face flushed with anger.
"I only wish for her safety." He said coldly.
"Yours is the only strong male presence she has ever felt throughout her life and now she slips from it and goes to him, you are angered by it, under-"
"I am angered by your ignorance of the threat he poses to her." He cut her off ere he stormed further away from his wife.
Galadriel stood watching her husband retreat for a second before she turned. Stop torturing yourself, my beloved, she thought.
The next day, Celeborn had gone to their room after Galadriel had left and dressed in a fresh set of clothing before he went to find the half-elven. Celebrian sought out her mother first thing that morn, desiring to know if her and father had made up the night before. She feared that they hadn't as an argument left to fester over a night could become much worse. Elrond took to a quiet spot of the forest to do the unpleasant work of planning battle strategies in pleasant surroundings. This suited Celeborn well as it meant that the half-elven was far from his daughter and all others, leaving him free to...chat.
When Celeborn came upon him, he saw the half-elven moving a quill over parchment, his brow slightly furrowed. Celeborn smiled as he approached him, his hand gently tapping the hilt of his sword as it swung from his belt. Elrond, when he first looked up, saw the hand tapping the sword and his furrowed brow became raised.
"My Lord Elrond, it is good to see you on this pleasant morn." Elrond sighed as he looked up to find Celeborn, thinking no threat existed in the Lord of Lothlorien towards him.
"As it is good to see you." Elrond placed his work down upon the low tree limb he had been siting on. "What brings you in search of me?" Celeborn came and sat down next to him, though slightly removed.
"Last night, it occurred to me that I knew very little of the elf behind the Lord as we rarely are given a chance to speak." Elrond thought this over a moment for it sounded odd that he should care of anything other than his title as a friendship seemed unlikely between them.
"I am usually-"
"Busy." Celeborn supplied quickly. Busy with my daughter, he thought as his smile was turned slightly threatening.
"Yes, and though I wish to know all I come across, it is not always possible."
"I know, but tell me, have you ever...taken the time to know anyone special along your travels, perhaps a young maiden." His question was very forward but Elrond did not take offence as he was more caught off his guard.
"The only young maiden I have taken the time to know would be the lady Celebrian, but she is special and I can think of none whom I share so much with save my Lord Gil-galad." Celeborn pursed his lips. Not only was he making him angry with his answers, but he was being truthful and spoke of his little girl with great heart. For less than a second, doubt entered his mind but was quickly overridden by the sudden urge to slice the half-elven in two. Celeborn quickly changed the topic to fit his needs.
"So, being High king Gil-galads vice regent, surly you must know how to use your weapon well." He said, unsheathing his swords and tapping it against Elronds still sheathed blade. Elrond began to shake his head. "Oh come, humor me." Elrond unsheathed his sword as well and was caught off guard when Celeborn hit it so hard as to make it dig into the tree limb.
Elrond was slightly more than intimidated now as Celeborns sword was a large, double bladed, bastard sword. Something a large human would have been more accustomed to, Celeborn was, however, a large elf who exuded a feeling of great strength when angered and the sword seemed appropriately placed in his hands. Elrond on the other hand, was considerably smaller and less thick than Celeborn for he was much younger. The sword he wielded was a thin, delicate elvish blade, more useful for stabbing than blocking a hard blow from a heavy long blade.
Elrond would not back away from the Lord of Lothloriens challenge, though, as he quickly made to hit his thy. Celeborns swiftly blocked this and made to lop off the half-elvens head but Elrond blocked it with his sword, which became notched. Elrond ducked under Celeborns arm and landed a hard blow on his back with the back of his blade. This fighting continued for a good while, unfortunately, Galadriel and Celebrian were attracted to the scene by the sound of clashing metal.
In response to Mitheithel's request for some more action, there ya go. I dedicate this to Kirsty-Q who won't leave me be until I update. Thank you for keeping my ass in gear so I get this written. I think this one's gonna be a long one(going until the get married, maybe a little after) and I plan not to miss a beat between. I think I'm also gonna throw in another over- protective daddy, guess who? Whahahaahahah, I'm evil, I know.
Angry as she was at her husband, Galadriel would not leave him to exhaust himself, collapse on the forest floor and eventually freeze to death. This she thought as she picked up his shed tunic and placed it over his back and upon his shoulders.
"You are being foolish, Celeborn. Your daughter is free to love whomever she will." She said silently to him as she stroked his hair.
"Do I not have the right to question it? Even for her safety?"
"Her safety, or yours? Elrond is no threat to our daughter...but I do believe he is to your relationship with her." Despite the absence of strength within him, Celeborn stood and faced his wife, his face flushed with anger.
"I only wish for her safety." He said coldly.
"Yours is the only strong male presence she has ever felt throughout her life and now she slips from it and goes to him, you are angered by it, under-"
"I am angered by your ignorance of the threat he poses to her." He cut her off ere he stormed further away from his wife.
Galadriel stood watching her husband retreat for a second before she turned. Stop torturing yourself, my beloved, she thought.
The next day, Celeborn had gone to their room after Galadriel had left and dressed in a fresh set of clothing before he went to find the half-elven. Celebrian sought out her mother first thing that morn, desiring to know if her and father had made up the night before. She feared that they hadn't as an argument left to fester over a night could become much worse. Elrond took to a quiet spot of the forest to do the unpleasant work of planning battle strategies in pleasant surroundings. This suited Celeborn well as it meant that the half-elven was far from his daughter and all others, leaving him free to...chat.
When Celeborn came upon him, he saw the half-elven moving a quill over parchment, his brow slightly furrowed. Celeborn smiled as he approached him, his hand gently tapping the hilt of his sword as it swung from his belt. Elrond, when he first looked up, saw the hand tapping the sword and his furrowed brow became raised.
"My Lord Elrond, it is good to see you on this pleasant morn." Elrond sighed as he looked up to find Celeborn, thinking no threat existed in the Lord of Lothlorien towards him.
"As it is good to see you." Elrond placed his work down upon the low tree limb he had been siting on. "What brings you in search of me?" Celeborn came and sat down next to him, though slightly removed.
"Last night, it occurred to me that I knew very little of the elf behind the Lord as we rarely are given a chance to speak." Elrond thought this over a moment for it sounded odd that he should care of anything other than his title as a friendship seemed unlikely between them.
"I am usually-"
"Busy." Celeborn supplied quickly. Busy with my daughter, he thought as his smile was turned slightly threatening.
"Yes, and though I wish to know all I come across, it is not always possible."
"I know, but tell me, have you ever...taken the time to know anyone special along your travels, perhaps a young maiden." His question was very forward but Elrond did not take offence as he was more caught off his guard.
"The only young maiden I have taken the time to know would be the lady Celebrian, but she is special and I can think of none whom I share so much with save my Lord Gil-galad." Celeborn pursed his lips. Not only was he making him angry with his answers, but he was being truthful and spoke of his little girl with great heart. For less than a second, doubt entered his mind but was quickly overridden by the sudden urge to slice the half-elven in two. Celeborn quickly changed the topic to fit his needs.
"So, being High king Gil-galads vice regent, surly you must know how to use your weapon well." He said, unsheathing his swords and tapping it against Elronds still sheathed blade. Elrond began to shake his head. "Oh come, humor me." Elrond unsheathed his sword as well and was caught off guard when Celeborn hit it so hard as to make it dig into the tree limb.
Elrond was slightly more than intimidated now as Celeborns sword was a large, double bladed, bastard sword. Something a large human would have been more accustomed to, Celeborn was, however, a large elf who exuded a feeling of great strength when angered and the sword seemed appropriately placed in his hands. Elrond on the other hand, was considerably smaller and less thick than Celeborn for he was much younger. The sword he wielded was a thin, delicate elvish blade, more useful for stabbing than blocking a hard blow from a heavy long blade.
Elrond would not back away from the Lord of Lothloriens challenge, though, as he quickly made to hit his thy. Celeborns swiftly blocked this and made to lop off the half-elvens head but Elrond blocked it with his sword, which became notched. Elrond ducked under Celeborns arm and landed a hard blow on his back with the back of his blade. This fighting continued for a good while, unfortunately, Galadriel and Celebrian were attracted to the scene by the sound of clashing metal.
In response to Mitheithel's request for some more action, there ya go. I dedicate this to Kirsty-Q who won't leave me be until I update. Thank you for keeping my ass in gear so I get this written. I think this one's gonna be a long one(going until the get married, maybe a little after) and I plan not to miss a beat between. I think I'm also gonna throw in another over- protective daddy, guess who? Whahahaahahah, I'm evil, I know.