2. Sibling Rivalry - Willow41z
Looking at Nerdanel's pale face as she held a newborn son in each arm, Feanor thought the shrill screams from outside would be the last straw.
"I'll take care of it," he said, gently caressing her hair as he left.
Outside, Morifinwe was smirking at Curifinwe, holding a wooden horse just out of reach. Curifinwe's face bore a fresh red handprint. "Morifinwe," Feanor said sternly, coming up behind and taking the toy out of his startled son's hand. "Go to the forge."
This family doesn't need any more sibling rivalry, Feanor thought as he knelt to comfort his whimpering son.
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