#and also the less emotionally available of her and Ñolo

[yellow-faerie]

Oh wait! How’s number eight (8) with Nerdanel, Anaire and Earwen?

Ooh, I like this one!

From this prompt list.

8 - “We’re family, aren’t we?”

“Anairë, something awful has happened.”

Anairë looks up from her star charts, a frown passing over her face. “What are you doing here Nerdanel?”

Nerdanel doesn’t answer, shutting the door with her foot and slumping into Eärwen’s recently vacated seat.

“I’ve done something terrible.”

Anairë sets down her quill and takes off her glasses, folding them neatly and setting them on the table. “Nerdanel-”

She is cut off by Eärwen’s twinkling laugh, somewhere down the corridor. “Of course! I will have to visit when you are settled in! Goodbye now!”

A moment later, Eärwen appears through the other door, her round face cheerful and her hands clutching a tray of tea and delicious looking cookies. “Your cook is a most delightful woman, you know? Oh, Nerdanel, what a surprise!”

Nerdanel groans slightly and lets her head drop onto the table. Anairë gently pulls the scroll she landed on away and smooths out the creases.

“She was just about to say what happened, weren’t you ‘Nel?”

“It was awful. I’ve made a terrible mistake.” Her voice is muffled by the table wood.

Eärwen’s face falls into a soft pout, her silvery hair bouncing as she sets the tea down and comes to kneel by Nerdanel’s chair. “Whatever happened dear?”

Anairë rolls her eyes. It is just Nerdanel being dramatic again. Eärwen should know this by now and not be drawn in every time.

But then Nerdanel bursts into tears.

Anairë does not recoil but it is a near thing. She does not mean to, it is just that her ruddy-faced, laughing friend does not cry and it is just so abnormal.

“Oh, ‘Nel,” Eärwen says softly, reaching out to take Nerdanel’s hand. “There, there. We’re here.”

Anairë stays frozen in her seat as Eärwen coaxes Nerdanel to sit up and to take a sip of tea until she can speak somewhat coherently.

“It’s...it’s difficult to say.” She swallows. “I...” Her face crumples again but she doesn’t start crying again, much to Anairë’s relief.

“We shan’t judge you.” Eärwen looks up at Anairë for reassurance and Anairë nods sharply.

“We’re family aren’t we? We don’t turn our back on family.”

This seems to be the wrong thing to say as Nerdanel’s face grows dark and - if possible - even more miserable than before. “I left Fëanáro.”

Eärwen lets out a soft gasp, covering her mouth with her free hand.

Anairë does not find this shocking in the slightest. “About time,” She says, picking up her glasses and sliding them into her pocket. “Maybe without you or the children, he will finally have some time to contemplate his actions.”

“The children didn’t come with me.” Nerdanel sighs, running a hand through her hair. “I’m the one who left, aren’t I?”

“Will you go back?” Eärwen asks, her eyes wide with concern.

Nerdanel scowls. “I shall not crawl back to him for his forgiveness.”

“But you love him still.” Anairë is not stupid. That pain in her dear friend’s eyes is not just from leaving her sons.

“Yes!” She buries her hands in her hair with a growl and swings back almost violently on her chair. “Against any and all good reason, I love him with all my heart.”

Anairë stands and offers Nerdanel a hand. “Come. You can stay here until you have a plan. We can talk in the morning after you’ve had a bath, changed your clothes and had a full night of rest.”

“Yes,” Eärwen agrees, pushing herself from the ground. “Ñolo and Ara are staying at the palace tonight and the children are always elsewhere anyway. Stay the night.”

Nerdanel gives them both a small smile. “Thank you.”

She takes Anairë’s offered hand and Anairë leads her up the stairs to the nicest guest room, the one with a large open window and balcony and the painting Arakáno did when he finished his apprenticeship.

Nerdanel should sleep well here.

#Oh I have so many thoughts about these three now #Eärwen definitely passes on a lot of her motherly genes to Celebrían #And a lot of her looks #Also she is friends with everyone everywhere #Anairë is definitely an astrologist #and also the less emotionally available of her and Ñolo #She loves her kids a lot but sometimes just doesn’t understand emotions #and Nerdanel #feels a lot of guilt over leaving Fëanor for she kinda sees herself as also abandoning her kids #and is also one of those people who never seems to be sad or irritated #anyway #Nerdanel #Anairë #Eärwen #Silmarillion #Tolkien #Fanfiction #Fae's Stuff #Prompt #Prompt List 1 #Ask #whotookliterallyallthenames