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[littlesilverqueen]

[There's lots of fiddling with the tablet, buttons pressed and messages made of seeming gibberish (though some are actually words from her own language that some may recognize) before the video is started. Except it's very blurry and sometimes fades out and comes back on. The important part though is that there's a small elf child on the other end and she looks like she's ready to cry.]

Nana! Ada!

[She then proceeds to throw the tablet and cry.]

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[littlesilverqueen]

[Good, because those won't be in short supply.]

I was until you came.

[inafadingcrown]

[Artanis finds a seat and sets Celebrían down next to her, studying the elfling's face carefully. She can't deny the similarities. Her own features, mixed with... who's?]

And you have seen no sign of your father?

[littlesilverqueen]

Not yet and he would have come as soon as he heard me.

[She pouts a little and snuggles closer to Artanis' side.]

[inafadingcrown]

Then it seems we are on our own.

[It's tempting- so tempting- to take a peek inside the girl's mind. She could know with certainty who her mother was, then- and if Celebrían was right...well, she wouldn't mind knowing a little bit about the father either. But if this was her child, she'd certainly be sensitive to an intrusion.

Perhaps if she starts off gently... Just to get a feel for the child's mind.]

[littlesilverqueen]

Only for a little while. Ada would never leave us alone for long.

[And the child is totally convinced of this. In her mind, her father has never failed to be there for them, and vice-versa with her mom.

Luckily for Artanis, Celebrían really isn't in any shape to notice anything she does to start with, while she thinks back to home and those times that Celeborn slipped her a treat or two before supper time. And not mentioning to anyone. They're little secret~]

[inafadingcrown]

He may not have a choice, little one. We did not choose to come here, after all.

[Wait. She knows that face... Celeborn. They have been introduced and have spoken a few times, but she had thought little of him. He had been pleasant enough, but...

She takes a moment to search for a memory involving her. Or..who the child thought she was, anyway. It was so difficult to believe, she just had to be certain.]

[littlesilverqueen]

He'd find a way though.

[Well, she'll be able to find some easy memories of the three of them together. And it's clearly Artanis, Galadriel by then of course.

For now, the small elf will climb into her lap and hug her.]

You'll see, nana. So don't worry, as long as we have each other until he finds us, we'll be okay. Right?

[inafadingcrown]

[Then it's true. This... is her child. She's holding a daughter to whom she has not yet given birth. It's strange and overwhelming and...yet it is not all together unpleasant.

She will have a life someday. She will have love. Something other than bitterness and anger will fill her heart.

Artanis holds Celebrían close, burying her face in her silver hair and breathing in the scent. She wasn't ready for this. Not at all. But she would try.]

Of course, henig. I will let no harm befall you.

[littlesilverqueen]

[She's oblivious to her mothers thoughts and emotions, just snuggling close and holding on, smiling.]

I'll keep you safe too.

[She'd be so sad if her mother got hurt.]