A Hundred Random Drabbles

by LadyLindariel

COMPLETE (NOW COMPLETELY REVISED)This is my attempt to tackle the 100 Drabble Challenge given by NirCele. I will place warnings only if needed and they will contain most of the LotR characters and characters from the Silmarillion. Enjoy Rated K-T. If any of you are interested please PM me as NirCele has passed the torch to me while she is on hiatus.

12. Betrayal

#12 Betrayal

Idril carried her small son Eärendil close to her as she speedily led the remaining survivors through the secret tunnel that she constructed. Long had she known the mighty kingdom of Gondolin would be lost.

Ever since her cousin Maeglin returned from his search for ore he seemed different—almost darker. However, never had she imagined he would stoop so low as to betray her and her father after all Turgon had done for him. He had taken him in and made him a prince—his heir after his father Eöl killed his mother.

As she continued, with the last remnants of her kin behind her, she held back her tears at the loss of her father who remained behind. There was no time to mourn for him now; she had to keep her mind on her son and getting him and everyone else to safety. On she trudged further down the tunnel until she could almost make out the entrance to freedom.

Just as she thought they were home free, it happened: Maeglin overtook them. As he stared her down, she saw the hate in his dark eyes as he advanced toward her and her son. "You could have been mine Idril. I could have given you everything, but you instead chose that mortal over me. Well, now you can die with him along with your child."

Maeglin lunged at her, grabbing hold of her causing her to drop her son. As she struggled with her cousin, with little Eärendil watching in horror, tears staining his cheeks she heard a raging yell come at them: her husband Tuor had arrived. Before Maeglin could kill Idril, Tuor grabbed hold of him, and the battle was on. Idril grabbed her son and crouched down holding him ever so close shielding him from the horrors which were unfolding before them.

She had no idea how long both Man and Elf fought nor could she take her eyes off them as much as she tried to. Just as it seemed, there was no end in sight Tuor with one firm push threw Maeglin over the edge of the mountain wall where he finally fell to his death. Tuor watched as he fell where he would die with the rest of the innocent Elves of the once mighty city he had betrayed.