Reinette had heard him approaching before she'd seen him, and watched as DĂșlinnor took a seat against the bed, immediately enveloping her in his warm embrace. His scent hit her immediately, and she felt her limbs relaxing into him, felt her mind calming from the panic that had been beginning to set in only moments prior.
"I cannot tell you how glad I am to see you awake. You've been out for four days and I was beginning to worry. How do you feel?"
Reinette felt... weird. Different. How was she supposed to explain to him exactly how she felt when she wasn't even sure the root cause of it herself. "I feel... different. I'm not sure. I mean, I know I'm fine, I'm okay. I'm all here. But I just feel... different."
DĂșlinnor was looking at her with a look of slight confusion in his eyes. "You are different though I cannot place it." He was leaning towards her, as if he was studying her. Reinette studied his face as he studied her, hoping to read any emotions on his face as they crossed his features. But she didn't get anything off of him, and instead he smiled at her. "I am just glad that I have you back. I missed you." He was kissing her cheek then, before he rose from the bed sheets beside her.
Even though his words were simple, she felt the warmth spread throughout her heart. And it was oddly much stronger than it usually was - that feeling of happiness - as it seemed to spread almost throughout her body. She was instantly smiling, as he spoke once more. "Come. You are likely hungry. I was fixing something to eat when I heard you."
Reinette took the outstretched hand he offered her, rising from the bed slowly and carefully to regain balance on her feet once more. The weight of her body on her legs didn't seem to affect her as it had when she'd woken only a short few minutes prior. Surprised by her own ability to stand, she followed next to DĂșlinnor, staying close to the warmth that his body offered her. She still required some assistance from the male to balance properly, but as he helped her into her chair at the table, she noticed that even that wouldn't be required of him soon enough.
DĂșlinnor was soon serving her food, taking his own seat to join her in eating. She hadn't realized just how hungry she felt until the delicious meal was placed on the table before her, and she ate gladly and happily.
The male elf across from her was then asking her of anything that she'd experienced while she'd been asleep. Momentarily forgetting her dream of the Lady Galadriel, she spoke. "I honestly didn't realize that I was sleeping. I wouldn't believe that four days has passed if you hadn't told me yourself!" She laughed at her own words, the thought of the dream nagging in the back of her mind. What was she forgetting?
"Thurilostel will be most pleased that you are awake. She has been rather worried. She came by a few times to check on you."
It touched her that her friend had worried about her so. Smiling, she continued to eat, though paused momentarily. Her face could not withhold the slight confusion that graced her features as she remembered the dream she'd had.
"Actually, now that I think about it, something did happen while I was sleeping. I had a dream." She looked like she was pondering something for a moment before she spoke again. "I didn't realize it was a dream at first, because it looked and felt so real." Her eyes snapped up from her plate to meet DĂșlinnor's own. "I was in the Lady Galadriel's gardens, and we spoke. She said some great changes were happening, and that she'd call on me when... when I got used to them? Or something like that. I'm not really sure what she meant... But it was just a dream right? None of it was real... right?"
There was a voice somewhere in her head that told her that wasn't true. That if the Lady Galadriel had shown up to her in her dreams, then it had to have been her. The Elven woman's magic was clearly great - she was the reason the entire wood stayed protected from evil. She could probably do almost anything she wanted, Reinette mused to herself.
So it wouldn't be such a far stretch to imagine that she could show up in someone's dreams, Reinette thought. And she was sure DĂșlinnor would assume the same.
And Reinette couldn't shake the feeling that something definitely was different about her. Or, somethings were different...
She spoke up again after a moment of silence. "Everything seems sort of... clearer, louder... Sharper, even. My senses feel..." Her voice drifted off, her eyes wandering away from DĂșlinnor's form to somewhere across the room before quickly snapping back to the silver eyes of the male in front of her once more. There was an unasked question hanging somewhere between the two, Reinette's unfinished sentence only fueling the question more.
What was happening? What was going on?
What was different about Reinette Oswald?
"She is awake..."
Galadriel sat in her garden, Celeborn nearby to her. He looked up at his wife's words, a small smile tugging at the sides of his mouth at the melodic voice of his beloved.
Galadriel turned to look towards the male Elf beside her, speaking once more to confirm her plans to Celeborn. "I will send for her tomorrow, when she has had the time to adjust." The Lady of Light smiled at her husband, before pondering which of the two - Reinette or DĂșlinnor - would notice the changes in the former-Mortal first. She couldn't help the way her smile pulled up slightly more at the thought.