Fingolfin
Finwe was the name of our father and king. And my brothers and my sisters and our sons and daughters, we are the House of Finwe.
I was so fortunate to have a brother like Feanor. A brother who my father would always love more than me, a brother who was ever more brilliant and charming, a brother who wished I had never been born. As a child I worshipped him, but he always hated me. He called me a usurper. He claimed that I tried to steal his place in my father's heart. If this was so it was only because I was never allowed a place of my own. He hated my mother and my brother as well. We were treated like invaders in our house. The tears that my mother shed at night over this go uncounted, and the pain he inflicted on me with his scorn cannot be expressed in words.
Finarfin did not understand Feanor's hatred. He did not hate anyone. His heart was made only for love. He was kind and he was wise and he was fair. He was content with whatever was given him. Scraps of the glory that could have been his, but he desired neither praise nor power. The blood of my mother's people, the Vanyar, ran strongly in his veins, and he loved and was loved by the Valar.
But I, I was not as content. I strove against Feanor. We were both of great spirit and fire, but his exceeded mine. He burnt with an inner flame unquenchable, his eyes ever roaming and his fingers ever reaching for some new treasure not within his grasp. He married young to a Noldor Elf by the name of Nerdanel, daughter of Mahtan, a great smith and a pupil of Aule. With her, he had seven sons: Maedhros the tall, Maglor the great singer, Celegorm the fair, Caranthir the dark, Curufin the skilled, and Amrod and Amras, the twins.
I married Anaire and had two sons and a daughter: Fingon, Turgon, and Aredhel also known as Ar-Finiel, White Lady of the Noldor. And lastly Finarfin married Earwen, swan maiden of Alqualonde, and had four sons and a daughter: Finrod, Orodreth, Aegnor, Angrod, and Artanis, called by her mother Nerwen.