Nerdanel was walking along the shores of Aman. It was calming and reminded her of simpler times.

Suddenly, she heard a gasp behind her. Strange, she thought. I didn't hear them approach.

She turned around and froze. A few feet away from her stood Fëanor, her husband. The same husband who had abandoned her and taken their sons with him.

A flurry of emotions welled up inside Nerdanel. A small part of her was happy to see Fëanor again— she'd missed him, even though she knew he'd die and return to her eventually. But the biggest part of her was still furious. It was because of him that their sons took that terrible oath and left her. It was because of him that their sons would all suffer a gruesome fate and an even more gruesome death.

She continued staring at him silently. She simply refused to break the silence first.