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"Hold still Celebrían, or you will make me mess up," Galadriel chided her daughter softly again.
Celebrían giggled and stood erect once more. "I am sorry mother, I am just so excited. Tomorrow is my wedding day to Lord Elrond. I have been waiting a year for this day to come."
Galadriel smiled as she stitched the last few threads to her daughter's wedding gown. This time tomorrow she and Celeborn would be giving their only child away. As she thought about it, a tear slowly fell from her blue eyes. Yes, she might have been losing a daughter, but she knew she was also gaining so much more in return. Her daughter's happiness being one of them.
"There, take a look," Galadriel said as she put her needle down and turned her daughter to look in the mirror.
Celebrían gasped in awe. "It is so beautiful!" Celebrían twirled around, the silver and blue threads glimmering in the sunlight which shone in the small room. There in the doorway smiling proudly was her father. Yes, indeed his baby girl was beautiful.
