A/N: From now on I will be taking a few liberties with time. For example, when it says of the Dwarves working on the union of the Silmaril and the Nauglamir 'long was their labour', I'm making it more or less one year; and when it says 'long they sat taking thought for vengeance', I'm making it approximately half a year. Also, Morgoth hid Olwen from Hurin due to her happy life, therefore Hurin still acts the same way as before. Unfortunately, when he gets to Doriath and Melian shows him 'the truth of all that was done', including Olwen, Hurin decides that since Olwen will also be cursed, and he has been twice cursed, living with Olwen would be three curses in the same place, and would probably kill Doriath. Therefore, he wanders off and eventually kills himself, as stated in The Silmarillion.
Disclaimer: Refer to Ch. 1 for this.
Elenuial's POV
A shadow had fallen over Doriath.
The first two years of our life with Olwen were happy and carefree. Indeed, they were the happiest years of my life. I had finally gotten the child I always wanted, I was married to my beloved Mablung, and everything was good. Olwen was quite active by then, and ran everywhere. It was obvious that she would be a very active child, and probably a prankster.
Then Thingol was slain by the Dwarves, and Melian left.
Everyone expected the Dwarves to attack soon. Our lives were grim and wary. Without Melian's Girdle, we would not be able to simply keep out the Dwarves. We would have to fight.
Olwen ran around asking everyone why they were so sad. People smiled to see her, but once they left, shadow fell upon them once more.
I had endured this for half a year when the bedraggled elf arrived, giving the warning for which we had waited so long: "The Dwarves are attacking!" It was shocking, and yet it was not. Somehow, it still came as a surprise.
However, it really was a surprise when Mablung told me to take Olwen and flee. I began to protest, but Mablung cut me off. "Save Olwen," he said. "Please. For Hurin, Turin, Nienor and me."
I could not protest, so, weeping, I ran off. Silently, I scaled a tree.
And I watched as my world fell.