Three days later.
Galathil leant his head on his hands and smiled.
He had made a plan. A fantastic plan. In fact, the biggest plan he had ever made. He had thought about it, since- since the King had made a joke about him still not being- married. Yes, that was his plan. Marrying. Marrying Artanis.
Yes.
His only fear was- wasn't it too quick to already- After all, they knew each other only for a couple of months. Maybe it really was too early. Or was it not?
He shook his head. He was not solving that problem by sitting and thinking.
He had to ask someone else's opinion. Someone…
Suddenly, he stood up.
Celeborn. Celeborn, of course! Celeborn always knew what was "the right thing to do". Normally, he thought Celeborn was quite dull, but now, he could be useful. And after all, Celeborn wás his brother.
So a few minutes later, "someone" knocked on Celeborn's door.
And as the Lord muttered. "Yes- enter!", Galathil rushed inside the room and said immediately
"Celeborn, I have to ask you something. Something important."
With a surprised look on his face, his brother smiled and pointed at a chair.
"Well, sit down then, en ask me."
So Galathil sat down and began "See, Celeborn, I love Artanis, you know."
Celeborn nodded and muttered "Yes, I know."
"Yes. And I-I would like to… Celeborn, do you think Artanis likes me?"
His brother smiled. "Yes, I think she does. Well, of course she does."
"Well, if that is true, then I think I do not have to ask you something anymore. See, brother, if that is true- and I think it is true- then I am going to marry Artanis! As quick as possible." He looked at his brother, expecting a few congratulating words, but Celeborn could not say anything. He was just gazing at his brother.
"Celeborn?"
The Lord startled and forced himself into a smile.
"That's wonderful, brother! Great news indeed!"
Galathil smiled. "Yes. I am going to ask her right away. See you later!"
And he was gone.
But Celeborn almost didn't even notice it.
He was still gazing at the place where his brother had sat, a few moments ago. The place where his brother had sat- and told him that he was going to marry the girl Celeborn loved.
Suddenly, Celeborn moaned and hid his face in his hands, trying to hold back the tears. Yet they came, and the Lord sobbed softly.
"Now, it is all lost."
Artanis would marry his brother, and he, Celeborn, would remain, alone and without any hope.
"Eru, oh, Eru, what can I do now?"
And suddenly, as if Eru himself had whispered it in his ear, Celeborn knew what he could do.
Eleniel.
After all, he had always liked her. She would be a good wife, as she'd been a good friend. Maybe he would become happy without Artanis, once.
But he would never, never ever forget her.
Never ever.
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Galathil leant his head on his hands and smiled.
He had made a plan. A fantastic plan. In fact, the biggest plan he had ever made. He had thought about it, since- since the King had made a joke about him still not being- married. Yes, that was his plan. Marrying. Marrying Artanis.
Yes.
His only fear was- wasn't it too quick to already- After all, they knew each other only for a couple of months. Maybe it really was too early. Or was it not?
He shook his head. He was not solving that problem by sitting and thinking.
He had to ask someone else's opinion. Someone…
Suddenly, he stood up.
Celeborn. Celeborn, of course! Celeborn always knew what was "the right thing to do". Normally, he thought Celeborn was quite dull, but now, he could be useful. And after all, Celeborn wás his brother.
So a few minutes later, "someone" knocked on Celeborn's door.
And as the Lord muttered. "Yes- enter!", Galathil rushed inside the room and said immediately
"Celeborn, I have to ask you something. Something important."
With a surprised look on his face, his brother smiled and pointed at a chair.
"Well, sit down then, en ask me."
So Galathil sat down and began "See, Celeborn, I love Artanis, you know."
Celeborn nodded and muttered "Yes, I know."
"Yes. And I-I would like to… Celeborn, do you think Artanis likes me?"
His brother smiled. "Yes, I think she does. Well, of course she does."
"Well, if that is true, then I think I do not have to ask you something anymore. See, brother, if that is true- and I think it is true- then I am going to marry Artanis! As quick as possible." He looked at his brother, expecting a few congratulating words, but Celeborn could not say anything. He was just gazing at his brother.
"Celeborn?"
The Lord startled and forced himself into a smile.
"That's wonderful, brother! Great news indeed!"
Galathil smiled. "Yes. I am going to ask her right away. See you later!"
And he was gone.
But Celeborn almost didn't even notice it.
He was still gazing at the place where his brother had sat, a few moments ago. The place where his brother had sat- and told him that he was going to marry the girl Celeborn loved.
Suddenly, Celeborn moaned and hid his face in his hands, trying to hold back the tears. Yet they came, and the Lord sobbed softly.
"Now, it is all lost."
Artanis would marry his brother, and he, Celeborn, would remain, alone and without any hope.
"Eru, oh, Eru, what can I do now?"
And suddenly, as if Eru himself had whispered it in his ear, Celeborn knew what he could do.
Eleniel.
After all, he had always liked her. She would be a good wife, as she'd been a good friend. Maybe he would become happy without Artanis, once.
But he would never, never ever forget her.
Never ever.
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