The wills of those in power here are capricious. I am simply grateful you wake unharmed.

[ He can totally linger if he wants to so there. But Celeborn moves forward, skirting the edge of the bed to settle down at her side, hands reaching out to cover hers. His expression is serious, even moreso than normal. ]

This must never happen again. I could not wake you, neither could Celebrian. Should our hosts wield folly enough to bespell you a second time ... [ Each of her fingers gets a brief kiss. ] I will raise such trouble as to bring this castle down around their heads.