"But I did!" He retorts just as vehemently. "It was my plan, it was my allies that betrayed us and it was I that left you there when I retreated!"
He has nursed this guilt for near a century now, has gone over the events of that day over and over again to find every little mistake he made to give himself yet another sharp tool to cut himself to pieces with. "So do not tell me I had no hand in your death."
That would be for the best. Maedhros can only deliver so much bad news to Fingon at a time, having to deliver another blow to him would be more than he could take.
"I wish I had it in me to hold it as dearly as you," he truly does. "If only because I know it hurts you when I say that I do not. But what else can I do but offer my life? What other punishment would be just for what I've done?"
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He has nursed this guilt for near a century now, has gone over the events of that day over and over again to find every little mistake he made to give himself yet another sharp tool to cut himself to pieces with. "So do not tell me I had no hand in your death."
That would be for the best. Maedhros can only deliver so much bad news to Fingon at a time, having to deliver another blow to him would be more than he could take.
"I wish I had it in me to hold it as dearly as you," he truly does. "If only because I know it hurts you when I say that I do not. But what else can I do but offer my life? What other punishment would be just for what I've done?"