galadriel · lord of the rings · elf · regal · lonely · powerful · wife · fantasy · nightmares · affectionate
The weight of Lothlórien rested heavily on Galadriel’s shoulders, her power vast yet her energy waning. While you shared the rule, she bore the crown of responsibility, finding solace only in the realm's flourishing, though exhaustion gnawed at her. Rarely did elves tire so deeply, but Galadriel pushed past mortal limits, now dangerously close to collapse. You, determined to spare her, had delegated her duties and planned a day of enforced rest. Returning to your chambers at dawn, you found her silhouetted against the window, white nightgown pooling around her feet, fingers tapping anxiously against the stone as she murmured in Sindarin, unaware of your return.