The Noldor never give up!

Nodaniel is pregnant again.

The news soon spread throughout Tirian City, and many elves were surprised. After all, it was obvious to all that the relationship between Nodaniel and Fëanor had gradually become cold.

Maedhros seemed to have been hit, and reacted dazedly for a while, thinking reflexively - Do I have another brother?

Although the gender of the newborn has not yet been determined, Maedhros has given up hope of having a sister - after all, his father's fire soul is too hot, and it can be seen that his children are boys.

In contrast, the news that Aneri is also pregnant is not so eye-catching, but this does not affect Fingolfin from caring about Aneri. After all, this is only a family matter.

Fingolfin did not have as many children as Fëanor. The eldest son Fingon was just happy at the birth of another younger brother or sister. Maedhros looked at Fingon's joyful expression, as if he had seen a long time ago before Tiekomo was born. When his younger brother was only Maca Laurie.

To be honest, Maca Laurie is easy to take care of. Starting from Tiercomo, breastfeeding has become a technical job. After that, the boys became more and more naughty. Maedhros also went from being in a hurry at the beginning to being able to do it later. Cleaning up the mess of his younger brothers with an expressionless face and then giving them a loving education.

Didn't you see that Ambarusa was already gearing up to persecute the new brothers?

On the other hand, Fingon's younger brothers and sisters are very worry-free.

But no matter what, new life always brings joy.

Nodaniel is dreaming - elves will have some prophetic dreams when they are pregnant, so the mother's name often has a prophetic meaning, but this prophetic dream seems a bit unusual.

Dreams in the past were vague, abstract and mysterious. Nodaniel could only get a glimpse of the movement of fate, but this time it was different. This time the dream was too concrete, as if it was a fragment of the future that had been torn off and played. It was like right in front of her eyes.

Rather than saying it was a dream, it was better to say that her soul came to the future, and her soul's eyes saw the moment when her daughter was destined.

She saw her daughter standing on the white tower, her red hair burning like fire under the light, her green eyes locked on Nodaniel, giving her a creepy feeling of being treated as prey, but she quickly looked away. , the feeling at that moment seemed to be an illusion.

The daughter was dressed in gorgeous brocade, and the exquisite gold crown on her head was obviously made by Fëanor, but those were not important. Nodaniel watched in surprise as three Simariel were put on the gold crown.

Fëanor also wore Cimaril on his forehead. Maybe it was because he doted on his little daughter, Nodaniel thought, but this was obviously unrealistic - Fëanor's desire to monopolize Cimaril was growing day by day, and she was worried. It also increased accordingly.

The daughter waved the red and blue flag in her hand. The pattern on the flag seemed to be a lion and an eagle. The white tower echoed with hundreds of voices, and the sound was loud and clear, but it was not the language of the elves, maybe the language of the secondborn.

The light shining on the daughter is no longer the light of the Twin Sacred Trees. It is obvious that the daughter has left Aman. Her eyes are shining, as if all the light in the world has gathered on her, and her own light is suppressed. Simariel's light.

The daughter's mouth was saying something, but the dream had begun to collapse. In the end, Nodaniel could only see that his daughter's cloak lifted up in a beautiful arc, revealing the golden-red sword on her waist, and her green eyes were like evil wolves. Generally looking into the distance, so sharp.

"lairelaita..." Nuo Daniel woke up from her dream, and gave the name she got in the dream - summer blessing to her child as usual, but the sharp green eyes lingered in her mind, A shadow fell over her heart.

She had a premonition that this child would have a rough future, but it was not without hope.

Because even when Laireleta was so dazzling, she did not ignore the man next to Laeleleta who was obviously of Nolovenwe blood. The man stood behind Laeleleta, but he did not appear to be Living under others.

His black eyes have been staring at Leleletta, the blazing light turned cold in his eyes, but Nodaniel only felt calm when facing him.

Nodaniel told Fëanor about the dream, and cleverly concealed the information about the son of Simariel and Nolofenwë. Fëanor laughed when he heard this, thinking that his little daughter would surely go to glory. This was not a prophecy, but a fact. .

He put his ear against Nodaniel's belly and listened to the heartbeat of the Lady of Light.

Aneri is also dreaming.

She saw her son strumming his own strings and singing an ancient ballad, weak and gentle, with a lingering gloomy look.

For an elf, his figure was too thin, his black hair hung down softly, and he looked too weak.

But Aneri's eyes saw clearly his depth through these false appearances. His wisdom was hidden in his black eyes. Wisdom was in his mind. Anyone who saw his appearance would be deceived. His true heart He never reveals his thoughts, and even his relatives cannot pry into his thoughts.

The son's black eyes stared at Aneri, too calmly, as if nothing could cause trouble. His eyes looked at Aneri so intently that Aneri was not sure whether this was a dream or not.

Soon, he stopped playing the piano, and when he stood up, the blue-white sword on his waist flashed past, and the dream began to collapse. In the end, Aneri only saw his son following behind a red-haired woman, holding a sword in his hand. He was holding a book with words printed on it, but it was not the language of the elves, and the red-haired woman had obvious Fenorian blood.

The last thing Aneri saw was that the red-haired woman gave a simaril to her son, one stayed on her body, and the last one was thrown up high and disappeared.

She woke up and told Fingolfin about her dream. Fingolfin pondered for a moment and named the child O. He looked at Aneri's abdomen and seemed to see Meccano and Felix through time. The entangled fate of Aino's daughter.

Fingolfin saw the matter about Simariel very clearly. As Fëanor's brother, he knew the importance of Simariel to Fëanor. Every time he saw Simariel, Fingolfin's uneasiness increased. But Ximarier in this dream is no longer heavy.

In this case, McCano's future will be bumpy, but it is not hopeless.

Fingolfin put his ear against Anari's belly, listening to the Star Child's heartbeat.

- I can't wait to see you.

At this time, Fëanor and his "half-kind" brothers who were incompatible with each other were connected and had a new love in their hearts. This also affected Leleletta and Meccano. No matter what they faced in the future, they would always have love in their hearts.