"Oh no!" Nerdanel shakes her head. "Whyever would I do that? They are my children, blood of my blood, and part of my very soul. That grief comes means not that I love them the less, nor that the joy I had of them is any less valid for all the sorrow that would come later. And foresight is nebulous at best - to reject a child... why, that is simply not done, particularly not over a 'maybe'."