Lindir was sure he would faint. His eyes not meeting those of the human before him, or rather the human Lord Elrond had doomed to marry. Peace allegations in Middle Earth had turns out rather bad for Imladris. However Lindir had never seen coming that an allegation sealed by marriage had been needed, and neither that he should be the one to have to do this duty. Duty. That was the only thing, and his loyalty to his kin, that kept him standing as the invocation of Eru was spoken over them.