The Lord of the Rings The Hobbit: The First Dance

"Believe it or not, if we don't care about it, Erizan will be destroyed next year." When Svanil said this sentence, most of the elements were annoyed, but the facts coincided. In the second year, Erizan's The elves ushered in a grand death...

In the autumn of 1697 in the second era, Sauron's 80 army finally broke through the last line of defense of Celebrimbor, and Celebrimbor was defeated and captured.Under painful torture, Celebrimbor still refused to disclose the whereabouts of the Three Rings of the Elf - Sauron ordered him to be executed.The sky is dark and the clouds are dark, the wind is blowing and the water is cold, the prosperity and beauty of the elf city in the past are like a dream shattered, and only the remnants of the wind are left passing through the ruined walls...

And now, it is the summer of 1698.The leaves on the trees in the big green forest turn green and yellow, turn yellow and fall, and fall and grow again; it seems that they are so calm and calm no matter what is going on outside, life and death are just another year of reincarnation.And elves, there is no reincarnation, life is eternal, so long... I don't know how to spend it.Svanil looked at the camphor outside the wooden lattice window, and remembered the time in Linton: the white palace of Mithrond was tall, spacious and elegant, and at the Midsummer Ball, the vigorous and upright Elf King from Iridan did not have to do anything. Any action can attract the eyes of other elves.He is unsmiling, his expression is often serious, and even his handsome face is inviolable.However, he can dance the most graceful and light dance steps Svanil has ever seen, and when he spins, the long silver hair behind him will make beautiful circles.But now, this mighty and noble elf is dead, like a piece of pure white flowing water falling into the muddy soil, his head is hung on the high city head of Erejan, the original beautiful and handsome silver long hair is in the Flying chaotically in the bleak autumn wind...

Dudu, "Miss, Master Sears sent a message that the meeting is almost over." The maid Angie knocked on the door and said quietly.

Svanil turned her eyes back from the window, her pursed lips were a little pale, she stood up and straightened her clothes, "Yeah", and then walked out.

At the same time, the conference hall of Amonlan.

The king, prince, and important ministers of the Great Green Forest sat neatly in the quaint and majestic meeting hall. Among them, sat a raw face with a long knife on his waist and a blue dress. After being baptized, he became full of heroism. He is Elrond's special envoy——Lindell from Imlatri. He broke through layers of blockades and finally came to the Great Greenwood. (Note: Imratri is the name of the elves, Rivendell is a common name, and Lin Gu is also a common name. These three refer to Rivendell. The author thinks twice, since the protagonists in the article are all The elves should use the name "Imla Cui", everyone knows that it means Rivendell~)

After Erizan's defeated soldiers joined Elrond and Celeborn, they were pursued by Sauron's army.At this moment, Sauron's rear army was suddenly attacked by the dwarves of Moria, so Sauron had to stop the attack and turn to deal with the dwarves.Here, Elrond was able to breathe, and after separating from Celeborn, he led the elves of Erejan and Lindon all the way north, and in the winter of the same year, he established a shelter in a hidden valley in the Misty Mountains, called Imratri.

"How is the situation of Imla Cui now?" The king of the Great Green Forest, Orofel, was asking the question.

"Sauron is still watching us. His army is galloping on the east and west plains north of Gondor, about 50, and is marching north." Lindell stopped talking at this point.The atmosphere of silence spread in the meeting room, and everyone knew it: to the north of the Hedong and Hexi Plains is Luolin and Dalvlin, and further north is Imla Cui.

"You just said that you will be blocked when you arrive?" It was Thranduil who broke the atmosphere, his blue eyes were serious and sharp.

"Yes," Lindell nodded, "The Anduin River is no longer safe, Sauron's sporadic troops are lurking there."

The heavy and oppressive atmosphere spread irresistibly in the air again.Lindell pursed his lips, "Lord Elrond is going to clean up the army in Imlatri, our number is about 6; Lord Gilgalad has confirmed that he will lead Linton's 8 elves to Imlatri; Lorraine Lord Celeborn will also lead 3 horses to join Imratri. Moreover, the Númenoreans (human beings, that is, Aragorn's kind) will send troops with us, and their team is about 15.

Lord Orofel, the dark forces are threatening Middle-earth, and the war between us and Sauron is inevitable!None of us in Middle-earth can stay out of it! "Lindell said it sincerely and moved, as if Elrond was possessed. And his meaning was also very clear: Great Greenwood should join the battle!

All the elves present here have solemn expressions.

Svanil stood in the front hall of the royal palace of Amonlan. She walked from left to right on the ground paved with white flat stones, and then from right to left, back and forth.Hearing footsteps coming from the meeting hall of the palace, she quickly looked up.

The first one to come out was Thranduil, with a stern look on his face.Seeing him, Sifanyier couldn't help being stunned. It's summer now, and they haven't seen each other for a spring.Sifanyil came here to wait for the envoy from Imlatri, and his mind was full of Imlatril just now, but he didn't expect Thranduil to be the first to meet, so he didn't react for a while.

Thranduil's eyes became softer when he met someone, but seeing Svanil's reaction, he thought that she was still angry with him because of the last prison sentence.He straightened his back and walked past Svanyir indifferently.

At this time, the summer sun was dazzling, and there were roses in full bloom in the garden of Amenlan's front hall.

"Ah!" Svanil was allergic to rose pollen, and sneezed unceremoniously when Thranduil walked by.

Thranduil looked at her critically, and took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve.

"Thank...thank you." Svanil wiped her nose with a white handkerchief, and when she looked up again, she found Thranduil frowning and stopped in front of her eyes.At this time, other elves came out of the conference room one after another, and some elves nodded to them as they passed by.

"Why are you here?" Thranduil asked after the other elves had left and only the two of them were left.

"I, I want to know about Imla Cui's situation." Svanyir replied carefully, since she had stayed in the big green forest honestly since last time.

The listener raised his eyebrows.

"I didn't run around outside again!" After speaking, Svanil looked at Thranduil angrily.

Suddenly feeling that the sun was not so glaring, Thranduil felt in a good mood, "Father asked him to talk, and he will come out in a while."

"Oh."

A warm summer breeze blows.

"This time the big green forest may participate in the war."

Svanil suddenly raised his head to look at Thranduil.

Thranduil smiled wryly: "Didn't you say last time that if Irejan is ignored, Irejan will be destroyed?"

Svanil bowed his head.

"Irejan is far away. Even if the Great Green Forest is to be saved, it will be very difficult to face Sauron's huge army after the long journey. Not only will I not be able to save Irejan, but I may also get in."

"However, if we cooperate with Linton and Lorraine's troops, and cooperate with Erizan's internal and external forces, there may be a turning point!"

"Yes, there might be a turning point." Thranduil repeated, "but we didn't take the risk." The blue eyes looked at Svanil calmly and seriously.He likes to look at her eyes, which are as clear as a gurgling stream of clear water.

Svanil raised her beautiful face, she couldn't accuse him of being selfish, since they both belong to the Great Green Forest, they must be responsible to the people of the Great Green Forest.She thought for a while and said, "Don't mention the past, at least..."

"We still have Imratri."

"We still have Imra Cui." The two said in unison.Yes, although Erejan was destroyed, Imlatri was established, and the blood of the firstborn of the elves and the blood of the same race continued.

Sifanyier smiled at their tacit understanding, suddenly remembered something, and asked seriously: "If the big green forest joins the war, will you go too?"

Thranduil smiled lightly, put his hand on the sword at his waist, "I am a warrior!" Yes, he is a warrior, of course he will go to the battlefield, there is no doubt about it!

Having said that, the two remained silent.Thranduil stepped forward and continued to walk, Svanil turned around with determination, "I'm sorry!"

Thranduil turned around.

"About what happened last time, I'm sorry!" Svanil bowed his head and said, admitting his mistake.

Thranduil's entire facial expression softened, and he slowly replied: "Yes." Then he seemed to remember something, and said, "If you can promise..."

"Miss Svanil!" An eager and gentle voice came from the front.

Sifanyier turned his head and saw the visitor walking in a windy manner, dressed in brown hair and blue clothes, he was pleasantly surprised: "Lindell!" I didn't expect that the messenger sent by Imla Cui was him!

If you promise to dance with me for the first time at this year's Midsummer Ball, I'll accept your apology... Thranduil's second half of the sentence got stuck in his throat.He looked at the "happy meeting" scene in front of him and curled his lips, but in the end, he didn't say anything.He nodded and Svanil signaled him to go first, and then walked towards the outside of the palace.

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Lindell was very happy to see the familiar elf, not to mention, "Miss Svanil, it's great to see you here! Otherwise, I would have to ask people (elves) where you live!"

Svanil blinked his eyes, and just about to ask, "Are you looking for me?" He sneezed honestly!How can you sneeze when you meet acquaintances? Today is really weird!She wiped the handkerchief still in her hand, "Let's chat in another place." She said and led Lindell to turn onto a palace path.

Lindell nodded.

The path is paved with cobblestones, just two people wide, and the bushes on both sides have lush branches and leaves, and the osmanthus trees are blooming, and there is a strong fragrance.But at least it's not roses, Svanil wiped his nose again safely.

"How's Imratri?"

"Imla Cui was built in a river valley to the west of the Misty Mountains. The terrain is hidden, and Lord Elrond cast a powerful protective magic there, so it is difficult to find without guidance."

Svanil nodded knowingly, "That's pretty good!" Then he blinked and looked at Lindell, couldn't he talk more, she has held back for half the winter and added a whole spring!

Lindell looked at the blue eyes that were wide open to him, and said in his heart: "Lord Elrond is also fine, and he was not seriously injured! Under his leadership, our entire Imra Cui is very united, Be positive! Hmm..." What should I continue?

Hey, Lindell, what the hell are you thinking about!The villain in Svanil is roaring in shame, which ear of yours heard me ask El!Don't take people's meanings lightly! !If you do this, it will make people (fine) think crookedly, okay? ! !

Lindell looked at Svanil, who was at war with heaven and man, shouldn't he say that?Forget it... finish the task first!Lindell took out a small wooden box from his sleeve, which was smooth and simple, "Miss Svanil, Lord Elrond asked me to bring you this!"

Sifanyil: (⊙v⊙)

She didn't expect to have a gift for herself.The wooden box is small and cute, you can hold it with your fingers in the palm of your hand.She really couldn't guess what it would be, so small, could it be a ring?It can't really be a ring, can it?No way!

Sifanyier instantly looked at the wooden box that she described as "small and cute" with wide eyes as if she was facing an enemy.

"What... is it in here?" He swallowed unconsciously.

Lindell opened the front buckle, and opened the wooden box to Svanyir in a show-oh ho ho ho ho, if I say "this chapter is over" here, will everyone want to kill me_, okay, let's continue~

Sifanyier instantly looked at the wooden box that she described as "small and cute" with wide eyes as if she was facing an enemy.

"What... is it in here?" He swallowed unconsciously.

Lindell opened the buckle on the front, and opened the wooden box to Svanyir in a show-a silver butterfly-shaped hairpin inlaid with blue crystals, lying quietly in the box.For a moment Svanil stopped breathing.

"The city of Iridan was broken, and the Witch King of Angmar led his troops to intercept and kill the elven soldiers who escaped from the city. Lord Elrond chopped off the black blood sword in his hand, and led us to forcefully kill a line from outside the encirclement. Bloody Road. Later, the Black Blood Sword was brought to Imlatri, and the artisans who escaped from Irejan purified it and melted the iron to create a new Elven sword!

And this hairpin was made by Lord Elrond's order from the specially reserved molten iron, and it was embedded with the blue crystal brought by Venorin. "

Svanil took a deep breath, and picked up the blue butterfly in the box with trembling hands.It reminded her of the bright bouquets of phalaenopsis on the clean balcony every day in Linton's time.

"My lord asked me to tell you: 'All I have won now is hope, I give hope to you, and look forward to the day you take it with you'."

Svanil held the blue butterfly between her fingertips, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"Actually, there were disagreements on the site selection of Imla Cui."

Um?Svanil looked at Lindell who suddenly changed the subject in confusion.

"The most important thing to establish a shelter is to be safe. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack. At that time, the choice was a mountain top and a river valley, both of which met this condition. About half of the elves chose the two places. At this time, El Lord Lund made the decision to build the shelter in the river valley.

Linton's Mythrond was built on the long bridge, overlooking the vast plains on both sides of the Long Bay.I would have thought adults would lean more towards the top of the mountain. Lindell smiled self-deprecatingly, "Do you know why your lord chose River Valley?" "

Svanil shook his head, still confused.

"I asked the adults in private, and the adults replied, when the two options are similar, choose the one you like. Every time he looks at this river valley, he always thinks of an unexpected and beautiful encounter many years ago." Lin Dejing After Jing finished speaking, she looked at Sifanyier next to her.

Svanil's gaze slowly moved to Lindell, and then to a certain point in the distant void...

"Miss, hello! This is Elrond of Linton." The young and handsome male elf gave a slight salute.

"Svanil of the Great Greenwood." She raised her skirt in embarrassment.

"I'm here to pick it." The male elf pointed to the white and tender windflower on the rock.

She choked: "I... I am also here to pick the windflowers."

In my memory, it was a river valley, quiet and deserted, and the grass and trees were fragrant.One of them climbed down from the cliff, and the other climbed up from under the cliff.Then, meet on the mountainside...

"I see."

"Yeah, that's how it is!"

Svanil held the blue butterfly in his palm: It has been so many years, so from the very beginning, you have never forgotten it.