c.12
Galadriel looked down at the Rangers. Her eyes penetrating their very hearts. Each moment was very brief, except for the young son of Arathorn. Estel was frightened at first, but quickly regained his composure when he felt Aglarmir's reassuring grip on his shoulder. Slowly, he lifted his eyes to meet Galadriel's.
"Your grief is heavy, Estel. Do not worry about the words that were spoken out of jealousy. You know in your heart that they are not true. One day, you will become a great leader, but there will be many things that happen that will shape what type of leader you will be. Learn their lessons well and do not forget them. Jealousy will drive a person mad. Do not let something blind you so much that you loose sight of the things that really matter."
Estel did not realize at the time that no one else had heard these words that Galadriel had spoken. They were meant solely for him.
"Welcome to the city of the Galadhrim. We hope that your accommodations will be fitting. The journey has been long and grievous, but now it has ended. Food and drink have been made ready. Go now and take your rest."
With that, the Lord and Lady dismissed them. But Celeborn pulled Estel and his mother aside.
"We are truly sorry to hear about the misfortunes that befell you on your way here. Know that you are safe now and have no further need to worry. Estel, you shall begin your training in a few weeks. The Warden has been away with a scouting party, but will be informed that you have arrived. We will also send word to Lord Elrond and his sons that you have arrived safe. Come, I will show you to your tents."