Decisions that Feanor made led to a chain reaction among his sons. Celegorm immediately followed suit, and Curufin thereafter. Then there would be a pause, always a pause, a hard look that reminded them of grandfather, before Caranthir approved. The twins quickly agreed.
It would then be Maedhros who would weigh the possibilities, and often spoke a few words, but ultimately joined with the majority. This tended to lead to Maglor making it unanimous.
But, not always. Not today.
He stood before them, hands clenched around his harp to steady their shaking. “You truly mean to do this?”
“Are you not with us? Then go back, and be a traitor like your mother.”
In his heart he stayed, but the son who desired approval followed.
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Feanor and Sons