Caranthir pushed Curufin against the side of the cliff, hand on the hilt of his sword. “Give me one reason not to draw my blade,” he hissed. The rest of his brothers, save the youngest, stood behind him but made no move.
“I did not know! Father said the ships were empty; he said we had to burn them! We did not know Ambarto was still sleeping on one of them!”
Caranthir’s hand moved from his side to grip Curufin’s throat. Celegorm moved forward, but Maedhros blocked him. “Father lied to you, just as he lied about what the Teleri said. He knew Ambarto was there. I told him before we made camp.”
“I am sorry,” choked Curufin.
Caranthir pointed to Ambarussa. “Tell him that.”
Author's Chapter Notes:
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