Discouse2017FakeMeta Proposal: Murderdad Mag is Elrond and Elros REAL dad.
“No, you’re not.”
“We remember our father.”
Maglor smiled kindly. “Putting aside the fact that adoptive families are no less real than those bound by blood-”
“We’re bound by blood alright,” said Elros.
“-I’m also the man that sired you.”
“How?” the twins cried, their voices shrill with horror.
“You see, it is the way of bards to don disguises, to traipse from town to town in the garb of a simple wanderer, gathering tales and tidings. And it is the way of fair young women, with their husbands gone to sea, to seek solace in a minstrel’s songs. And, if the mistral is very charming and very handsome, in his embraces too. Ah, the music that we made together! She sighed like the sea and our bodies came together like the break of waves upon the shore. I lost myself in her depths, tasting salt upon my lips-”
“Stop!” Elrond cried, catching at Elros’ shirt to keep him from throwing himself across the table at him. “How dare you speak of our mother so!”
“More importantly,” said Maedhros, who’d been pretending to ignore them until then, “You were in Sirion? In the Lady’s house? Where the silmaril was kept?”
Maglor sniffed in a superior manner. “I would not expect you to understand but some things are more precious than- Look away, children, look awa- argh!”