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Galadriel/Celeborn

Galadriel boarded the Swan-ship with Celeborn's assistance.

“It is done,” she said. “The Anduin now bears the hope of us all. I pray it bears them to victory!”

“I would not grieve if it swallowed the honey-tongued dwarf.”

Astonishment stilled the lady.

“Three hairs, melamin?” Celeborn shook his silver head in mild (but definite) irritation. “I can scarce believe he asked for a single strand - yet to reward him with three!”

“You cannot possibly be jealous,” declared Galadriel disbelievingly.

Celeborn sniffed. “He carries mere locks; I bear your heart.”

She smiled affectionately, until -

“But three, melamin! Must you encourage him!”

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Author's Note: Melamin - My love.