We are gonna get a happy ending, baby. I can feel it.

She giggles. I hope you're right.

They camp outside the city while its inhabitants pack to leave.

She misses the house in Formenos, a little. Not too much.

Guess we're gonna have to build a lot of houses before we get around to one we can call ours for good.

We'll get very, very good at it by the time we have the one our children'll grow up in.

I love you so much.

I love you too, so much.

After a few days everyone in Tirion has still not packed to leave. They're thinking of waiting a Year to see if the Valar do anything.

Why would anyone think that was a good idea.

Idiots.

Obviously.

Father says we leave tomorrow with or without them. I bet they'll follow along.

Here's hoping.

They at least scramble when they realize that the King is serious about leaving. Some of them are not calling him the King. Politics, Tyelcormo mutters murderously.

Ugh. Who?

Nolofinwe was regent while they were all in exile, and a lot of people, including him, apparently got used to him being in charge. He hasn't claimed the crown. He hasn't said it's Feanaro's either.

That is not the least reasonable thing ever but is now really the time whatever at least they're moving.

And the Valar send an emissary. Everyone crowds around to listen.

Of fucking course.

The herald speaks. "Against the folly of Fëanor shall be set my counsel only. Go not forth! For the hour is evil, and your road leads to sorrow that ye do not foresee. No aid will the Valar lend you in this quest; but neither will they hinder you; for this ye shall know: as ye came hither freely, freely shall ye depart. But thou Fëanor Finwë's son, by thine oath art exiled. The lies of Melkor thou shalt unlearn in bitterness. Vala he is, thou saist. Then thou hast sworn in vain, for none of the Valar canst thou overcome now or ever within the halls of Eä, not though Eru whom thou namest had made thee thrice greater than thou art."

...Could've been worse.

Yeah. At least they'll be consistent about the inaction.

 Fëanaro's response is less measured - he laughs. "So! Then will this valiant people send forth the heir of their King alone into banishment with his sons only, and return to their bondage? But if any will come with me, I say to them: Is sorrow foreboded to you? But in Aman we have seen it. In Aman we have come through bliss to woe. The other now we will try: through sorrow to find joy; or freedom, at the least.'

Then turning to the herald he cries: 'Say this to Manwë Thúlimo, High King of Arda: if Fëanor cannot overthrow Morgoth, at least he delays not to assail him, and sits not idle in grief. And it may be that Eru has set in me a fire greater than thou knowest. Such hurt at the least will I do to the Foe of the Valar that even the mighty in the Ring of Doom shall wonder to hear it. Yea, in the end they shall follow me. Farewell!"

I wonder if any of the Valar besides Orome have noticed Imliss or I exist and are a strategic consideration.