Come Together, Broken Things, and Grow by UnicornsInSpace  

Epilogue

This is a piece I wrote in this universe that was going to be its own story, but I decided to add it as an epilogue to this one. Radariel meets Beleg and Túrin.

             Radariel survives the War of Wrath and goes with Finduilas to Valinor, and is summoned to Tirion by Finarfin. He tells her to seek out a small cabin on the northern edge of the forest. There is someone there she should meet.

            Radariel saw an elf with dark hair and red shoes fletching arrows outside the cabin. As she approached, he looked up at her, and his eyes went wide. He stopped, the half-fletched arrow falling to the ground. The look seemed to say that he knew her, even if she did not know him.

            “My love!” The elf yelled towards the cabin in Sindarin, “Come quickly!”

            “My apologies, but have we met?” She asked.

            “Not exactly,” the elf replied.

            A man walked out of the cabin, and he bore a striking resemblance to her and her grandmother Morwen. He was tall, with dark hair, dark eyes, and even a similar facial structure. She was struck speechless.

            “Is it her?” He asked the elf, and then turning to her, “Are you Princess Finduilas’s daughter?”

            Everything clicked together in her mind. This must be her father, Túrin, and his husband, Beleg. Her mother and grandmother had told her a good many stories about them, since they died before she was born.

            “Yes. Are you my Ada?” She asked.

            “Yes, I am, Túrin is my name, and this is my husband, Beleg. But you probably know our names already.” He moved towards her to embrace her, but she took a step backwards unconsciously.

Her first thought was that she wanted to avoid the úmarth, but then she remembered he had been cleansed of it.

            “If you’re worried about the úmarth- the Valar purified me of it before I was reembodied here. They wouldn’t let me into Valinor otherwise.”

            “Yes, my apologies.” She surged forward and hugged him tightly. “I’m so happy for you, Ada. Everyone told me how you suffered.”

            “Yes, it’s all over now. Beleg and I have a very happy life in our cottage.” He hugged her in return and kissed her forehead.