Glorfindel does not say that it would only serve the Death-Lord right.

It is a very near thing, however.

"Whatever displeasure he would have felt would surely have melted in the face of his newborn son." He assures her, sounding much more sure than he feels. No matter if it is true or not, they are at the house, and a cautious and careful check of the door shows that it does indeed lead once more into the tavern.
"Are you ready, cousin?"