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"Artanis?"

Smilingly, Galadriel rolled her eyes.

"'Tis Galadriel, Finrod. You memory is getting old, brother. It's been six years now, since Celeborn has named me Galadriel."

She laughed as she grabbed her husband's arm.

But as she saw the serious look in her brother's eyes, her laughter faded.

"What is wrong?" Galadriel then asked directly.

"What is wrong, Finrod?"

Her brother shrugged his shoulders.

"I have to speak to you- in private-"

"Why? What is so difficult to discuss that Celeborn cannot hear it?" his sister answered swiftly.

"What is wrong, Finrod?" she then asked her brother for the third time.

"What-"

But as she saw the imploring look in Finrod's clear blue eyes, she sighed and released her husband's arm.

"Good. I'll come with you! Celeborn-"

"Celeborn!" a clear, high voice suddenly cried.

"Celeborn, I have been looking for you for hours! You have to come with me, I've got a new…"

Lúthien kept talking and talking.

Galadriel laughed.

"So, Celeborn, I think you too have other things to do! See you at dinner!"

Her husband was just able to kiss her on the cheek, before Lúthien pulled him away.

"Come on Celeborn, you just have to come…"

He smiled.

"Okay Lúthien, then show me!"

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