Spirit of Fire by Lotrfan

Chapter 41

Chapter 41

He watches Nelyo laugh with Findekáno, heads close together, flame-colored and raven-dark. Their friendship is far closer than any Fëanor will ever have with Nolofinwë. Across the table Irisse laughs as Tyelko whispers in her ear, her arm resting on his as she leans into him. Findarato sits with Makalaurë, a harp in his hands. How did his children grow so close to his half-brothers' offspring? It is what Finwë has always wanted for them—the closeness that Fëanor has never had and will never have with his own half-brothers. He will not begrudge his children's camaraderie with their cousins but for a moment it makes him wonder what might have been until he shuts down that foolish thought with a grimace.