5. The Marriage of Feanor - by Tárion Anaróre
Fëanor clasped his hands behind his back to keep from fiddling with his collar. He would not fiddle with his collar. Not with an audience.
But the truth of the matter was he, Fëanáro, was nervous. The idea struck him as absurd.
‘I can’t do this.’
Just then, the white clad figure of Nerdanel appeared. Her copper hair contrasted starkly with her ivory gown. She was beautiful.
‘Yes I can.’
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