"Maedhros?" Galadriel stared, aghast, and seemed only to recall herself as Beleth made another pass around her torso. "He lives?"

She stared from the Dalish elf and turned her gaze to Haldir. Haldir was of no help, nor could he be, it was long years after Maedhros's death before Haldir was even born, but still she stared at him. Eventually she looked back to Beleth.

"Eldest two? Maglor is found?" Galadriel stared and hissed as Beleth grazed her side. The more she thought upon them, the more her panic mounted. Without her ring, what could she do to prevent their activities in these lands? What if they had also lost their treasures? What havoc would they bring upon this realm? "Do not speak with my cousins, Beleth, where they walk, war will follow.

"If they are here--did they carry anything with them, Beleth? Gems?"