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Had Lalaith lived, she might have survived to get married.
Speaking of which, another scenario
Brodda: *to Morwen* Gimme that bundle, woman! And give your beautiful daughter to be wife of my pal Lorgan!
Morwen: You will have neither!
Brodda: Suit yourself.
Morwen: Nienor, hurry, take your sister to Doriath! And don't forget this bundle! It could save you and your siblings!
(eleven years later)
Hurin: *limping* King Thingol, where are my wife and children?
Thingol: Your wife died from whipping. As for your children...they left for Aman a year ago. They wore these cloaks. a young girl was leading them last time my spies saw them.
Hurin: *raises head towards the sky* She's alive? She's alive! Thank the Valar! Eru, you did the right thing!
Thingol: *raises an eyebrow*
Hurin: I'm so happy! I'm gonna kill myself! Here's Nauglamir, as a token of my appreciation! Now, where's Belegaer?
Thingol: East of here...
Hurin: Thanks. I'm in your debt. I have a little water to find now, to kill myself and be with my wife! Goodbye! *skips away*
Mablung: *shakes head* He is high...
Thingol: Must be blood pressure.. let's go back. He'll die soon anyway...
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Tuor: Yeah, it was me who broke [Morleg's] arm. With a wrench. Specifically, this wrench.
I am suffering from Maeglinomaniacal Maeglinophilia.
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