Despite how she feels compared to him, he only feels the other half of his being. He nudges their noses together, silently reminding her-needlessly- of his love for her. And to affirm he's with her again.
She could have nothing and he would still love her and trust her at his side. He patiently waits for her to answer, no longer minding any wait because they are reunited.
His eyes narrow as the answer comes. Enforced sleep? "What else has been forced upon you?" Who and what must he fight? She isn't alone now, however much she might say otherwise, being a ring bearer.
But her hand soothes him and his breath eases out.
Confusion touches Celeborn's gaze. "It is the twentieth year of the Fourth Age." Twenty years have passed for him since he's seen his beloved. Nothing, compared to how much longer he'd been expecting before their reunion.
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She could have nothing and he would still love her and trust her at his side. He patiently waits for her to answer, no longer minding any wait because they are reunited.
His eyes narrow as the answer comes. Enforced sleep? "What else has been forced upon you?" Who and what must he fight? She isn't alone now, however much she might say otherwise, being a ring bearer.
But her hand soothes him and his breath eases out.
Confusion touches Celeborn's gaze. "It is the twentieth year of the Fourth Age." Twenty years have passed for him since he's seen his beloved. Nothing, compared to how much longer he'd been expecting before their reunion.