Surely this pale woman sitting with the slumped shoulders of utter defeat couldn't be her daughter!
Galadriel turned her eyes to her heart-son, demanding of him what she had been demanding of herself for the entirety of the journey from Lothlórien. Surely the two most powerful Elves in all of Ennor could protect the life of such a precious being! Surely his skill could bring her back to life again! Surely...
Any intent to castigate died the moment she caught sight of Elrond's grief.
"She wishes to go West," he pronounced slowly, as if each word were a death knell.
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