The magical construct Celestie created carries the couple through her portal into their room, the barrier quickly expanding to coat the interior walls of the suite as Nisorin shudders in Celestie's arms, his teeth clenched hard as he growls at himself. "Noriensar, please, your battle is over, your foe defeated. Please, come out to see me, your Lorienairre. It's alright if you can't come out, but just let me in." She whispers, running her fingers slowly and softly through his hair as she speaks into his ear, holding him close to her as her other hand slowly massages Nisorin's back, in an attempt to relax his muscles a bit.
"He wanted you, Celestie." He growls, his voice almost as feral as a rabid wolf. "I could see it in his eyes! He looked up at you, looked hungry, he would have tried to steal you, or worse!"
"And you stopped him, he won't be coming back, if he even survives. It's alright now, my Noriensar, I promise." She replies, softly pushing him over so he lays on the floor, following him down. She wraps his arms around her and buries her face into his neck for emphasis, slowly whispering a spell, making sure he can understand each word of it.