[Mithadan]

Elrond felt as if a icy cold hand had suddenly gripped his heart and he slumped in grief and fear. He stood frozen for a moment as others rushed to Nenmir's aid, yet he was not idle. When he straightened, his face was a mask of dismay, but his eyes shone clear and bright.

He had reached out with his mind and touched Celebrian. "She yet lives!" he cried. "Come! Assemble the heads of the house! We will meet in the Great Hall in one hour. Summon Elladan and Elrohir! We will need trackers of great stealth, a healer and any who have knowledge of Moria and the area surrounding it!"

Esestor, who stood nearby, nodded and turned to go. "Wait!" said Elrond more softly. He bowed his head and in a rough voice, continued. "Find Arwen. Tell her what has come to pass. But tell her that her mother still lives."

Elrond turned and went inside The Last Homely House. Behind him, his folk rushed about setting matters in motion...