Author's Note:

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Elrond

"I do not need a chaperone," Elrond said through gritted teeth. Thranduil followed him with any hesitation in his steps, thumbs stuck in his belt and an insufferable grin on his face.

"I am well aware you do not." Thranduil agreed. "But your lady bride, however, needs one."

"My," Celebrían remarked mildly. "You seem to suggest that I may be the one making advances and not he."

"That is precisely what I am suggesting."

Elrond exclaimed in surprised outrage and Celebrían laughed merrily, unperturbed. Thranduil looked down at her, eyes gleaming in amusement.

"And you believe that Lord Elrond will be safe if you kept us company?" She asked wryly. Elrond was alarmed at how the conversation took an unexpected turn. Thranduil winked at the poor Lord of Imladris and indulged the lady.

"I am sure I am capable of stopping major events before they are set in irreversible motion," he quipped. There was a mischievous gleam in Celebrían's eye. She seemed to enjoy finally meeting an equal opponent.

"I am sure that will not happen," Elrond interjected feebly. Neither of them noticed him.

"Capable? Would you use force or persuasion?"

"I would beg, if I need to." Thranduil answered, grinning.

"I highly doubt you are as accomplished as you claim, Sire." Celebrían waved a dismissive hand. Then she turned to Elrond and gave him a peck on the lips. The Lord of Imladris remained still with a comical mixture of shock and surprise frozen on his face. Celebrían turned her attention to Thranduil. "There, I call a bluff to your claim." She fell into a graceful curtsy. "My lords, I must excuse myself."

With that, Celebrían confidently walked away.

"I like her," Thranduil remarked. He turned to Elrond, who was still shocked. "When will you marry her?"

Elrond scowled. He suddenly became aware of where they were standing, on a bridge over a shallow river. Elrond grabbed Thranduil by the back of his neck and pushed him over the fence with one strong motion. Thranduil was not given a moment to retaliate.

"Soon, if Eru is inclined!" He called after his friend as soon as he crashed into the water.


Author's Note:

Well... my reasoning for this one is that both Elrond and Thranduil are excruciatingly old compared to the younger Celebrian. I always imagined her livelier and bolder than Elrond. oh and Thranduil could not resist teasing him. :P