#85 Parlay
Morgoth knew he was taking a high risk entering the lair of this monstrous creature of Darkness, but what other choice did he have now he was being hunted by his kind? He knew her weakness to devour all things pertaining to Light, and he would use that to his advantage. He wanted the great Silmarils, and he would do anything to gain them from the hands of Fëanor, even align himself with her.
He knew it was now or never. The longer he kept her waiting, the higher the chance he would become her next meal. So he played his card. "I have something you want, that I know you crave each passing second. If you help me steal these jewels, then I will take you to where you can end your never-ending hunger for Light." He knew he had her right where he wanted her. Morgoth also knew she would never be fully satisfied, but that was not his problem. He would lure her to the Two Trees, let her drink of its Light, get his prize, and once they were home free, be rid of her miserable existence for good.
Ungoliant thought about the Dark Lord's offer. As terrified of the Valar as she was, the offer to drink of the Light was even stronger. With her mind made up, she sneered at Morgoth. "Take me to these trees you speak of, then and only then will I help you take these jewels." Morgoth smiled and led her to her next meal.