Becoming (Maedhros & Maglor Week 2025) by 0ur_Ouroboros

To become a father

Day 3: The Oath and the Doom, Angst

Maglor’s new wife is crying.

“Shut her up, I can’t think with all that wailing,” Fëanor yells from his desk across the hall, penning something in a hasty script as he rushes to leave. “Fuck, can you believe it’s come to this?” he says to anyone in earshot. “I’m going to fucking slice his throat, cut off his balls and feed them to him. To his spider. Make them both choke on it.”

Nerdanel, realizing her husband is long gone, grabs her second and kindest son by the shoulders as he shoves weapons and a change of clothes into an overstuffed satchel. “Your wife, Káno," his ammë says. “Think of your wife.” Maglor says nothing, because he has thought of her, he has thought of nothing else since the dark foe destroyed the light of their world.

But his wife has spoken against him. She chooses to stay here in thrall rather than avenge their shared loss. “Finwë was murdered,” Maglor snarls in his wife’s direction. “The trees desecrated. The only hope of ever again bathing in that holy light rests now in the clutch of that beast. And you would have me do nothing? Roll over like a beaten hound? No. I will follow my father.”

“Káno, Káno, I’m-,” but his wife cannot say the words, only clings to him and weeps louder than ever.

“She’s pregnant, you fool,” Nerdanel says.