Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me, but are being used for amusement only, and all rights remain with the estate of JRR Tolkien.
The Long Road Home, part 2
Her servant (and friend), who had travelled with her, ensured that all the necessary information was given to all the necessary people; Celebrían remained unable to care.
Now grandparents and great-grandparents vied over her wellbeing as, previously, had husband and mother. She took no notice, hardly able to tell one from another.
To them it seemed that the first sign of her frozen fëa thawing came with the arrival of the tall, silver-headed, elf who, when he saw her, said nothing more than;
“I am Galathil, your father’s brother.”
Then sat with her, in sun dappled silence, under the trees.