"Why do you think she would not like you, little one? You cannot have changed so much. Aye, time and griefs change us, but your heart is pure, and I do not believe that you could have been changed so quickly in such a short time. You are afraid, perhaps. That I believe. You have forgotten how to be a husband, perhaps. But changed so she does not love you? It is impossible. We do not love in such a shallow way that small changes can break the bond. It is fëa to fëa, little one. And the fëa endures."
She ran her fingers through his thick dark hair, so like his father's that it made her heart ache with longing.
"You must open your heart again, release your fears. And aye, that may take time. But if she loves you, as I truly believe she does - as everyone who has seen the two of you together must believe - she will be patient."