This chapter is a little shorter than my others, but, it just had the perfect ending! Also, it has more of Glorfindel, *pats self on back,* YAY! And a little of Lindir, maybe I'll put more of him in later. Thank you all for your reviews. :)
Arwen sat by her mother's side, holding her warm, pale hand. "Nana," she said quietly. Celebrían pushed herself upwards, supported by the pillows behind her.
"Arwen," she whispered with a soft, fragile smile. "You have no idea how your presence helps me." She looked up as the twins entered. "And yours also. Where is your Ada?"
"He rode out to find some herbs," Elrohir replied.
Celebrían swung her legs over the bed, and started to stand.
"You need rest," Elladan said, rushing forward worriedly. "You should lie down."
"No," Celebrían replied. "I need to get out, I need fresh air. I need the..." She paused, and her eyes shut momentarily, "…the sea." She sighed quietly and stood again, this time they let her. She stumbled a little, and Arwen quickly slid an arm around her to support her.
"Thank you," she said softly.
Elrohir walked over to the door, and opened, Elladan staying right at Celebrían's side, as if guarding her.
-.-
Glorfindel had just left Erestor's office, leaving the latest report of the border control. He's thoughts wandered to Celebrían, he had seen a great change in her, and not from without, but from within. It worried him – but not only that, there was Elrond. He had seen the look in the Lord's eyes; he knew something he wasn't telling the others.
Glorfindel's thoughts were interrupted when he saw Celebrían with Arwen and the twins, heading out to the gardens.
"Lady Celebrían," Glorfindel called, hurrying to catch up with them. "Wouldn't Lord Elrond want you to rest?"
"That's what I told her," Elladan said.
Pain and suffering showed on Celebrían's smooth, pale face, something that Glorfindel never wanted to see on any of his friends. A faint smile broke through it, showing a brief moment of her former self. "I am fine; I just wanted some fresh air. There is no need to worry."
"Do you mind if I walk with you?" Glorfindel asked.
"Oh, not at all," Celebrían replied. For a few brief, short minutes, Celebrían seemed to start to return. Her face started to brighten as the warm sunlight dropped down softly upon her face. A few elves stopped by to greet her, and she gave them faint smiles.
Relief started to come to Glorfindel; maybe she would heal after all. They walked along, coming over a bridge, where a soft trickle of the river flowed down. Trees grew around, and a statue ahead of one of the first elves of middle earth.
Celebrían sat down on the bridge side, Arwen down next to her. Musical notes floated along through the air, coming from Lindir's harp. Glorfindel recognized it as one of Elrond and Celebrían's favorites.
-.-
Lindir had seen Lady Celebrían walk by with the twins, Arwen and Glorfindel. He had just finished his the song he was playing, and started on another. One he knew it was Elrond and Celebrían's favorite. He hadn't played it in a while. Not since before the capture of Celebrían.
His fingers danced lightly over the strings, as the sweet sound filled the air.
The song came to an end too quickly, and he was hesitant to end it, debating on if to start again. The last of the notes faded away, as he sensed something. Something wasn't right.
-.-
"Nana!" Arwen exclaimed. She had noticed it first.
Celebrían's eyes started to glaze over, she gasped. Her breath came in short gasp for a moment, and pain and terror filled her face.
"Nana?" Elladan looked at her with questioning eyes.
"Please?" she begged. "Make them go away!"
"Lady Celebrían!" Glorfindel exclaimed.
She muttered something, then looked up. "Glorfindel? Wh-"
"Quickly! Take her to the healing halls!" Glorfindel commanded. "I will find Lord Elrond!"
-.-
Glorfindel met with Elrond as he returned from searching for the herb. "It's Lady Celebrían!" Glorfindel exclaimed.
"Celebrían," Elrond said, almost in a whisper. Worry flashed across his face, and he urged his horse into a run. When he rode into the courtyard, Erestor rushed out to meet them.
"She is trying to rest," Erestor said, as Elrond dismounted. "Or, at least I told her too."
"Thank you," Elrond said, rushing to find Celebrían.
"Erestor, how are you faring?" Glorfindel asked. With all the rush and worry with Celebrían, Glorfindel had forgotten to ask how Erestor was taking it.
"I am worried," Erestor said, glancing over at the retreating back of Elrond. "Elrond is..." Erestor sighed. "I worry for them both."
"As do I," Glorfindel said. "I fear that Celebrían may not be able to be healed."
Erestor nodded, "Yes. Even though it is not spoken of, the memories are too strong for Celebrían, and she longs for the sea."
"I wish there were a way to help her," Glorfindel said. "Imladris would never be the same without her. She is the love and joy of Elrond's life, and to this place."
"Yes, you are right," Erestor replied. "I had better see if there is anything that I can help with."
"I should too," Glorfindel agreed.
-.-
"The memories!" Celebrían gasped out. "I can't hold them back!" Tears brimmed at her eyes, as Elrond sat down next to her, slipping an arm around her.
"Shh, I brought some herbs that will help with the poisoned wound, and help you sleep."
Celebrían shook her head. "They don't help. I try. I try to push it away, but it never leaves. The herbs help only a little."
Pain, and worry, mixed with anger at the ones who had attacked her showed on his face. "There has to be a way," he whispered.
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