"Lord Celeborn?"

Celeborn looked up.

"Hello, Lord Finrod."

He looked at the Lord, and as he saw the wrinkles on his face, he added

"What is wrong?"

Finrod smiled.

"Oh, there is nothing really wrong- it's just, I cannot find that sister of mine. I am leaving this place tomorrow, you see. And Artanis has told me that she wanted to leave, too. But I would like it better if she stayed a little longer- you see, the journey could become quite dangerous…"

Celeborn felt dizzy. She was leaving! She wanted to leave! So- No!

"Yes, quite dangerous." the Lord Finrod continued. "Not that Artanis would mind, of course! That girl has the heart of a warrior! But I want to protect her a bit you see. She's my only sister, and I feel very responsible for her…"

Celeborn managed to smile. Suddenly, he knew what he had to do.

"Do you want me to go and look for her, Milord?" he muttered. "If you want me to, I'll…"

Finrod smiled gratefully.

"Oh, if you would want to do that… Thank you, Lord Celeborn…"

But Celeborn smiled. "'Tis nothing, Milord."

It was true. Even if the Lord had not asked him to, he'd still had gone and looked for Artanis.

He had finally realized that this was his last chance.

And he still had to tell Artanis- Galadriel- something.