Act I, Part VII: Of the House of Eöl
In the days of the Long Peace, the light of the Eldar grew to new heights. Far and wide the realms of the Noldor now spread, and their influence with it, and little was held from their sight. Yet none knew much about Nan Elmoth and the elf that lived there, save that he had no love for the High Elves and rarely left the gloomy forest, and if he did, he was clad in an armour black like pitch which shone like glass and they called him The Dark Elf.
Now it is told that one day a fair daughter of the Noldor found her way into Nan Elmoth, fleeing the confinement of the secret realm of Gondolin, where her brother Turgon ruled for many years. She came to the eaves of the woods and quickly lost her way in the maze of tall trees. Her name was Aredhel and she was known as The White Lady.
Eöl and his servants espied her as she walked in the brilliant raiment of a white cloak over white gown. Her hair was dark, but her face was lit like the stars and Eöl saw this and in his heart he desired her in ways unknown to the Eldar, and he set his enchantments about her so that she could not find her way out but drew ever closer to his abode deep in the forest. There he revealed himself to her and welcomed her, and soon after he took her to be his wife. But to Tinnurion it seemed like his master's desire was misplaced and this thought he shared with some of his fellows to whom he said:
'Our Lord he may be, and for that he has my love, and ever shall I find in him a guide and mentor and wish him good fortune in the days to come. But to thus wed a daughter of the Noldor may prove to be his misfortune, for in doing so he risks their anger and the blade that follows. I fear what may become.'
His companions pondered these words in silence and they spoke of it no more, and in the following years they watched their master walk amidst the trees with Aredhel, and though at first the gloom of the forest saw itself reflected in her eyes, she grew in turn fond of Eöl and the life he lead with her. Then at last she bore him a son and his name was Maeglin, and in all matters Eöl now seemed a lord of great stature, with a high born wife and a son as heir. Maeglin he taught all he knew and often they would ride out together to the Blue Mountains to meet with the Dwarves and Maeglin seemed content.
But Aredhel, whose beauty even Tinnurion had learned to appreciate, grew ever more restless, for it was long since last she heard anything of Gondolin and her mind was filled with longing. She would tell many stories of her kin to Maeglin, as they found no willing ear with her husband. This was the House of Eöl.
