This second drabble was inspired by a recent commercial where this lady strong her husband into doing something for her via emotional blackmail.
Somehow it translated into this…
Finwe sighed as looked upon the tall form of his eldest. So fast, where has the time gone? He had expected his son to be surprise when he announced his decision to re-wed so long
ago. He had expected his son to share in his joy of finally having a complete family again. The reaction of his flame had been, to put it mildly, a rude shock to the king and made him realized that he might not have understood his young son as well as he thought.
However, the wedding date had been fixed and he could not bear the thought of hurting his beloved Indis with the news that it might be postponed. Thus the plans had when ahead as scheduled. Thankfully Feanor was young enough then that no one questioned his absence at the ceremony.
Now that he was honest with himself, he feared there is a wide rift that could not be crossed.
Feanor pointedly ignoring his father. He knew what this talk was about, Finwe had raised it every time Feanor had skipped out on another 'family' gathering.
"Please ion, Indis is trying her best and so are your siblings. Why do you keep your distance from them, from us?"
"You are a poor liar, Adar. The truth is my presence disturbs them and they…I will not upset you with my feelings about them." Feanor turned unseeing eyes to fix determinedly on the far wall.
Finwe pleaded one last time. "Please, will you accept them for your love of me?"
The reaction was immediate. Finwe barely had time to dodge the fall of his desk when Feanor knocked it over as he stood up.
"For the love of you?! You do not know, nay you have no idea what I have accepted for the love I bear you!"