Feanor tries to convince his wife to return to Formenos again.
Feanaro to Nerdanel 2
Dear Istarnie
I am dismayed that despite my urging, you have opted to remain in Tirion. I insist this stubborn wilfulness must cease.
What is this foolishness we hear about your accepting a commission from Alqualonde for a collection of statues for their parks? What do you mean you are making a statue of Nolo on request of his wife for the palace garden? He has no right to have his ugly mug befouling the palace grounds, the little snake. Do you know those projects will keep you busy in Tirion for two years at least? Are you doing this to me on purpose?
What's so bad about Formenos? The boys love it here. You could have at least visited for a bit, instead of sending Moryo back with news and his brothers' gifts. The boys need your motherly touch. I know I am asking a lot of you, but please think of our sons.
The twins are missing you terribly. They would have gone with Moryo but he was visiting his wife and it would not be fair to expect them to babysit. I would propose that you and Moryo's wife put all your projects on hold and come up to Formenos for the sake of family. I am sure you will get used to the place. I would ask Kano's wife to come too except for that inconvenient Telerin practice of brides staying with their parents until their first elfling. Moreover, the skinny thing would probably wilt here unlike a strong Noldor nis like you.
The stars here are beautiful, even more so than even in Alqualonde. Allow me to show you their beauty as we lie on the roof under the stars making love. Don't worry about the boys, I will ask Atto take them out fishing overnight. Moryo has set up a nice lean-to by the lake (though he thinks it is his own little secret hidey-hole). I am sure he wouldn't mind sharing his best fishing spot with his brothers.
I promise I will not neglect you, beloved. Allow me to prove it by recreating that magic we first created in your atar's forge… when we first kissed and I had you up against the workbench and… (large scorch mark) I look forward to making you… (scorch mark) and (burn mark) until we are all worn out.
Apologies, I accidentally knocked over the candle. The twins have hidden the lamp stones again tonight - the little mischiefs.
Missing you, dear heart
Feanaro
Author's Notes:
Readers welcome to fill in the blanks for those scorch marks. Think Feanor's appeal will succeed this time?