His wife and the twins, in spite of his greatest fear, did not die.
For many days, he never left their side, giving as much of his fiery fëa as possible to either one, while his five elder sons took turns holding and tending to their baby brothers, almost as obsessively as their father.
It wasn't long before his own father had visited to see his newest grandsons, to lend his strength and his blessing-with Indis, her children, and her grandchildren, Fëanàro tolerated begrudgingly when they all gathered in their house for the Naming Ceremony.
Still healing from the birth, Nerdanel had slept for many hours a day for weeks, and each time she did, it was to hold the babies and to nurse them.
The twins were inseparable in the cradle, hugging one another so closely with their arms and legs entwined that they seemed to form as one with their fëa, just like they had when they still rested in their mother's womb.
They were still so small and frail, more so than any of their brothers had been before them, and even though they had been an accident (another unusual thing among the Eldar), the danger of almost losing both mother and sons made Fëanàro ultimately decide that they would be the last of his children.
"Pityafinwë," he had dubbed the first twin, and "Telufinwë" the second, on the day of their birth, both of whom would be the youngest of Finwë's grandsons and the first set of twins among the Eldar.
Pityafinwë = "Little Finwë" (a.k.a. Amrod)
Telufinwë = "Last Finwë" (a.k.a. Amras)
