Chapter 8: Running with the Dragons
Delunar placed a gentle hand on Gawelind's arm to stop him. "It is a fair question that the young wizard asks. As to my role in all of this, I had been an enemy, second only to Duath'gur in might in service to my master. I relished in destruction and when we were locked away at the end of the first age during the War of Wrath when our master was cast into the Void. When my master began his return into the world, we were freed from our prison. Unsure as to what Eru Iluvatar would do, we bided our time, waiting to sabotage whatever efforts the Creator made." Her eyes were cast down, guilt and sorrow evident on her face for her part.
"When the Stars came to Middle Earth, we were ready. As they took mortal forms, we altered their entry into the world, caused them to crash and then imprisoned them through various means. Duath'gur was the captor for Ceven and Gwaelind, but I was Gwaelin'd jailor. I taunted him almost daily, but he returned my hatred with love..." She looked over at Gwaelind who took her hand and smiled encouragement. "Love won me over, but I was still chained to my master. So I had to continue a charade as a servant looking for a way to be freed. The dragon, Uoanar, presented that opportunity in the tome you now hold. It contains a rite that will free me from my service and grant to me one single choice. An act of free will the Ainur don't typically have after my master's betrayal. I will chose to bind myself eternally to Eru Iluvatar if He will forgive my transgressions and welcome me back as a Maia."