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I loved him once, but now....

I cannot blame you, lady.

Can you not see yourself reconciling in time, should he ever let himself be reborn?

I wish I could say otherwise, my son, but no. I do not think I could. Nor do I think he would allow himself to be reborn. He is a stubborn sort, your father.

It is not his actions that truly cool my love for him, but that he took my sons with him. That is not something I can forgive.

It's alright amil. Only... In that, I fear I am like him. [For he stays in Middle-Earth, and does not Sail.]

I do not think you are, my sweet, at least, not in the way that causes me offense. It is not who he is, nor is it the deeds he has done, it is that he took all of you with him.

I...am glad to hear you say so.

We went of our own will.

You went because you could do no less. You are all loyal to a fault, and your father knew as much. He knew he would not even have to ask.

We left you alone.

Yes.

*There was no point in pretending otherwise.*

Because your father willed it. And I cannot forgive him for that.

You were missed. Then and now.

But you were protected. For that I am glad.

And what of you? All of you? There was no one there to protect you, and as your mother, was that not my duty? I fear I failed you, and your brothers.

We brought it on ourselves with the Oath. It was never yours to bear. Please set your mind at ease, you did not fail us.

Your sons made their choice - for good or ill. As a Mother, it would be difficult for you to place the blame on their shoulders.

Nor was it yours. No more than it was mine, I believe.

What choice did my sons have but to follow their father? They took their oath at Feanor's bidding, and now I have lost them all forever. Every single one of them. I do not know if I can bear it.

They were young and under his influence. Perhaps at first they were blameless, but time passes and they became credible.

I know they are not innocent, and I have been told of the deeds they have committed in the name of their oath. But they are still my sons. They are still precious to me beyond measure. How can I give up on them? And how can I continue on when everyone says they are forsaken beyond all hope?

You should not give up on them. Their fëas will be guarded within the Halls and they will heal.

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