Elrond leaned down, his hands clasped in Celebrian's, and they kissed, something much more reserved than they had shared previously for the sake of the ceremony. When they broke, the newly wed couple faced each other a second ere they turned, lingering in the gaze of one another's eyes. When finally they did turn, they were greeted with an eruption of cheers from those gathered.

Galadriel wore a smile that seemed as though it would last forever as she watched her daughter and her son. Celeborn did not, at least, not at first. When Celebrian turned to her parents, a look of bliss making her face flushed, Celeborn quickly put on a light smile. Celebrian did not notice the pain in her father's eyes as he sought the hand of his wife. Clasping it tightly. Celeborn did not let tears slip from his eyes, indeed they were dry, but his breathing became off slightly.

"Come, let us welcome our son." Galadriel said to Celeborn as she followed the couple. Celeborn followed, running a hand through his hair and undoing his braids in the process.

He felt selfish as he watched the others rejoicing. He had given Elrond his blessing, why was he feeling like this?

The feast for the couple was a great deal more raucous than intended for many more had been invited than to the wedding. Celeborn had even tolerated the presence of a few dwarves, but he paid little attention to them that night.

"Would my wife bless her husband with a dance?" Celebrian smiled at Elrond but turned down the hand he offered to her. Elrond looked both confused and amused as he tilted his head slightly.

"I will dance with thee for the rest of our lives, I ask that I be allowed to choose another for tonight." Elrond nodded as he stepped away, knowing who she would ask.

Graceful as always, she stood and turned to her father.

"Ada, come and dance." Celeborn smiled, he had always loved how straight forward she was with him. He lifted himself from his chair and took his daughter by the hand. They danced closely, Celebrian's head resting on her father's shoulder as his chin rested upon her head.

Elrond looked happily at father and daughter as a thought crossed his mind that made a boyish grin spread across his face. He turned to Galadriel and offered her his hand.

"My Lady, as your husband is preoccupied, would you care to dance?" Galadriel, with a complete, yet un-serious formalness, took the Lord of Imladris' hand.

He recalled when she was younger and had requested to learn how to dance. Galadriel had often come upon the two as Celebrian had her arms wrapped about her father's waist, he was so much taller than she then, as he attempted to instruct her in proper movements. This rarely occurred yet she learned how to dance flawlessly. This memory elicited a small smile from Celeborn as he rested a hand on the back of her head and placed a kiss on her hair.

When they finally parted, Celeborn let his daughter's hand slip from his for the last time that night as she went to her husband for the promised dance. She slipped into Elrond's arms so easily and comfortably as she kissed him. Galadriel came from him to her husband and did much the same with equal ease. Her kiss managed to distract him from everything for a second.

Galadriel let her hands come to rest on Celeborn's cheeks, "Are you well?" Her whispered words, simple as they were, brought him from his depressed state so easily.

"I am, I think. She is happy…I…I think, so therefor, I am as well…I think." Galadriel raised a brow at him as Celeborn paused in between his words, attempting to figure out exactly what it was he did feel. "I believe I feel confused above all else, bess nîn." He truly did look confused and smaller, as though he was a child worn down from stress.

"Take comfort in the fact that Celebrian and I will be here to relieve this confusion. Look," she turned her husband in the direction of the couple as they danced happily to a fast beat of drums and fiddle. "You always took comfort in her happiness, he makes her happy as she, does him." Celeborn did feel comfort in this, but it was still battling with depression. He ignored it, or tried to, as he took Galadriel's hand and joined their daughter.

Ada-daddy:)

bess nîn-my wife

K, so we get that Celeborn's confused, hoping to make him a little not confused in the next chap…hopefully.