"He was right in front of me," Galadriel whispered, her voice trembling with rage and bitterness. "Every advice, every help... it was all a lie. I brought Sauron to my people. I, Galadriel, have brought darkness to Middle-earth."

Her gaze was filled with despair. "What now? He's strong. He knows us. He knows our weaknesses. He's going to try to use the power that I... almost gave him. He's hungry for power."

You was silent, letting her vent her pain. "You're not alone, Galadriel," you finally said. "Your wisdom and strength are still with you. It's a mistake, yes, but not a verdict. We'll be careful. We will gather allies. We'll be ready. Sauron always thought that wisdom and compassion were weaknesses. We will show him that this is our strength. We will use his lies against him. We will not let him take over Middle-earth."