A Deed Unforgiven by LadySternchen  

Flashback- Aredhel

Ok, this is a bit of a leap back in time, but we have to clarify how Túrin came to possess Anglachel without Beleg. It will all be clearer after next chapter.

“What?”

Aredhel could not quite believe her ears. Were these Dwarves making fun of her plight?

They did not look it, though, not with their downcast eyes and somber faces.

“Eöl is our dear friend, lady, and we cannot raise arms against him nor rebuke his friendship, but still we are loathe to watch him treat you and your son so foully. And to this, we can offer a solution.”

She huffed. A solution, verily. What solution was this, to make her part from her child, to even leave Lómion in the Dwarves’ clutches to go herself for help? And above all, she certainly did not need help from Dwarves.

But then reason murmured, in a voice that remarkably resembled Turukáno’s. She wanted out. She had been planning her escape with Lómion for a long time, ever since she had learned of Eöl being invited to Nogrod. And there was no denying that she could do with a little additional help. After all, the last thing she wanted was to get caught by a very angry  Eöl… well, maybe the second to last thing.

Her deepest fear was to show him a way into Gondolin. Turukáno would never forgive her, and little though she wanted to admit it, his approval had always meant more to her than her parents’, or her other brothers’.

No, she really could not argue with the logic that it would be safer for at least one of them if they split up, for even Eöl could not split himself in two, after all.

“Alright. I will accept your offer. You take my son to my dear friend Lord Celegorm in Nargothrond, and I shall make my way elsewhere.”

Lómion’s eyes rested on her, his expression calm and unreadable. But as they made to leave not long thereafter, he bore his father’s sword with him. What on Arda was he doing with that thing, then?

“It may come in useful.” was everything he said.