He had thought it unsuitable to accompany her to the Havens. Everything that
needed to be said between them had been said: her reasons for going, his for
staying, and all else besides. So he stood under her mellyrn and let his eyes
speak, steadying his fea to spare hers.
Then he rushed back, for it was no sense to linger, only to discover upon
arriving that Home was gone. Galadriel was no longer there. And Celeborn could
not, for all his wisdom, tell if that place inside where she resided would go
with her.
He envied Men their gift.
~the end