The Lord of the Rings The Hobbit: The First Dance

Maybe it was really tired, the camp was already full of traffic when Svanil woke up.

"Miss, would you like some afternoon tea?" An unfamiliar green forest elf sat in front of the black cauldron, stirring with a wooden spoon in his hand, and enthusiastically asked Svanil who had just come out of the tent.

Ah...it's already afternoon, Svanil thought with a sigh.She walked over and sat next to the elf, "Yes, thank you for your hard work!" Then a cup of steaming afternoon tea was handed to her.

"Miss, are you resting well?"

"Yes, Not Bad!"

The elf who made the tea smiled, "It seems that the journey has been very hard. Miss, do you know how long I have slept?"

Isn't it one night?Svanil thought, but listen to his tone...

"Miss has been sleeping for three whole days!"

Sifanyil: (⊙_⊙)

"Master Hills and Lord Sharon both came to see you, but..." I was sleeping at the time.Svanil continued the words automatically in his heart, feeling a sense of self-defeating sadness.

Then, she suddenly thought of——

"How is Thranduil?" Svanil's tone was tense, she remembered that there were only three Asilas grasses left!

The elf who made the tea laughed before saying a word, and gave Svanil a big smile! "His Royal Highness' poisonous wound has been completely cured!"

It's just that after a good night's sleep, everything is peaceful, Sifanyier let out a long sigh in his heart, it feels so good!She took a deep sip of hot tea.

With the ease of chatting, he asked with a smile: "How did Thranduil's injury heal?"

"Thanks to the lord of Imla Cui! It was he who rescued His Highness."

Sifan Yier was taken aback, suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, even the smile on his face disappeared unconsciously, "El? What did he do!"

"Lord Elrond dedicated his protective necklace to His Royal Highness the prince who came out to save him."

Svanil's eyes narrowed, his voice was hoarse, "When did this happen?"

"Two days ago, it was the second day you came here, Miss."

With a clatter, looking at the teacup on the ground and the female elf who had already run to the next camp, the elf who made the tea remembered the rumor that Miss Cofell and Lord Elrond are very good friends, tsk tsk, it seems What you said is true.Just as he was thinking, a cold voice came in——

"Have a cup of hot tea."

The camp of the Great Green Forest is next to Imratri's, and the light blue pointed tent is more delicate than the simplicity of the Great Green Forest.Sivanil quickly walked between the tents, she ran desperately, not daring to think about the reason why Elrond saved Thranduil!That string of necklaces, Sivan El knew, was given to him and his younger brother by El's mother who collected her life's mana before jumping into the sea. That amulet necklace is not only magical, but also meaningful!If he wanted to use it to save Thranduil, he would have saved it long ago, so why wait until now!Perhaps, she guessed the reason the moment she heard the news...

The light blue tent was right in front of her eyes, and Svanil slowed down unconsciously. When she came to the door, she suddenly didn't know whether she should go in or not.

"Oh! Miss Svanil, you look good!" Before Svanil could think about it, Gandalf came out of the blue tent and greeted her with a smile on his face.

Svanil looked at Gandalf with flustered eyes, and opened his mouth, "How is El?"

Gandalf took out a long pipe, put the tobacco in it slowly, lit the fire, and waited until he exhaled the first puff of white smoke rings before answering: "Miss Svail, you should believe in the strength of Elrond, even if Without the protective necklace, he is absolutely strong in this war."

The other Sivan El didn't know, but Gandalf's words at least made her understand one thing: El's protective necklace was ruined.She lowered her head, staring blankly at the grayish-yellow soil on the ground.

"Gandalf." Then the voice turned to the other side, extremely gentle, "Sifan!"

Svanil raised his head slowly, and saw Elrond standing in front of him, with a white inner coat and a sapphire blue coat, and his long black hair was not braided behind his head.His face was pale, but his dark starry eyes still looked at her tenderly, with the usual smile on his mouth.

"El." Svanil tried hard to make his own voice, but it came out a little hoarse.

Elrond looked at Svanil, winked, gave her a reassuring smile, and looked at Gandalf.Gandalf took a puff of smoke, "I have to go to Linton's side to see how the preparations are going... Well, yes, it is very necessary!" He nodded with certainty, greeted the two elves and left.

Watching his friend go away, "Come in!" Elrond led Svanyir into his tent.

The tent is very large, divided into two areas by curtains, the front is the reception area, with a large table and many chairs, and a map is hung on one wall; the back is the rest area, with a bookcase, a low table, and a bed , and a stool that may have been the one Gandalf sat on just now.Elrond led Svail into the back rest area.

Although Elrond tried his best to conceal it, Svanil still noticed his slightly sluggish movements.

"What would you like to drink?" Elrond said lightly, squinting his eyes and sitting on the bed leisurely, with both hands ready on the low table.

"I'll do it." Svanil walked to the short table and started brewing green tea.Elrond smiled, withdrew his hand, and sat watching Svanil busy.

"Sweetened?"

"Two grains."

After a while of tinkling, the two drank steaming green tea.Steaming white mist curls up in the air...

Svanil took a sip of tea: "How is your body now?"

"Well, just rest for a few days!"

Svanil looked at Elrond, and the tone of the male elf opposite was brisk and natural, clean and bright as before.She lowered her head, trying to suppress the wave after wave of distress in her heart.In fact, she knew from the very beginning, "Why did you spend such a big price to save Thranduil?"

Some factors in the air seem to have changed because of this sentence.Svanil raised his blue eyes to look at Elrond, and his eyes were filled with unknown emotions like the deep sea.Elrond's black star pupils narrowed, and even his smile diminished a bit.After a while, he said:

"for……"

"Excuse me!" A third voice sounded at the same time.From a distance, Thranduil, the prince of the Great Green Forest, stood tall and tall at the curtain, dressed in blond hair and silver robes, with an imposing aura.Then, he stepped up and walked over, took a stool and sat next to Svanyir smoothly and naturally.

"Elrond, are you feeling better?" Thranduil asked.

The inexplicably surging atmosphere just now was broken in an instant. Elrond withdrew his eyes from Svanil and looked at the male elf opposite, "It's much better, how about you?"

"It has fully recovered."

After greeting each other, the two male elves fell silent.Svanil, bowed his head, and squeezed the cup tightly in his hand.

"Sivan", Thranduil suddenly grabbed Sivanil's shoulders, leaned his golden head over, and said softly, "Elrond and I have some business to discuss, why don't you go back first?" in a coaxing tone.

Svanil raised his head and looked at the male elf who was close at hand. His eyes were still blue, but the complexity inside was clearly revealed.

"Okay." Svanil put down the teacup and stood up.Walking to the curtain, he turned around again, "El, I'll see you next time."

The afternoon sky was an iron gray, and the wind in the air was cold and hard.Svanil came out of the tent, his breath was covered with white mist.

After not seeing her for three years, the first thing Thranduil said to her was deception.He never called her "Sifan"; that doting tone didn't fit his character either.

he's changed.

He is no longer a flamboyant young man who rides on a white horse and shoots arrows, and likes to drink in cellars.Now, the coldness and complexity in his eyes are clearly written!Svanil felt a little cold, and the cold wind poured down her neck, and she couldn't help pulling on her robe.

"Sister!" As soon as he entered the camp, a familiar figure walked quickly to the front.

"Sills." Si Fan looked at the male elf in front of him. He was tall and well-proportioned. His fair and handsome face had been tanned to a wheat color, and he couldn't hide his heroic spirit!

"Sifan", a head popped out from behind, with a smile on his face, "We found you!"

"Sharon." Svanil's gloomy mood just now finally turned cloudy after seeing his brother and friends.

The two elves took Sifan to visit the camp in the big green forest. Sharon introduced incessantly that this was a medical station and that was a stable...Compared to the same Sharon as before, Hills became more restrained.Sifanyier noticed that her younger brother had a tendency to move closer to her father, and Hills, who used to love to pester her and act like a baby, had a faintly calm and reliable temperament.

After Sharon finished delivering the "Guide Speech of the Big Green Forest Camp", it was time for dinner.After the meal, Svanil followed Sears to his tent and started the family exchange meeting between the siblings.The exchange meeting didn't last long, because Hills was about to follow Eurofel to encircle and suppress a dark army in Fangorn Forest.This is a large-scale sneak attack, and [-]% of the alliance troops will be dispatched, and the time will be just after dusk!

"Sister, except for a small number of troops left behind, the security in the camp is not reassuring. You must go back quickly, preferably early tomorrow morning!"

Sifanyier nodded, Hills didn't want his family to worry about him, and neither did she.

Hills sent him back to his tent, meeting soldiers who were coming and going as they prepared to go.

"Then, convey peace to father for me!"

"Okay, you also pay attention to safety!"

Watching Hills turn and walk away, his figure disappearing into the crowd coming and going, Svanyir sighed a long time.This sigh is full of too much emotion, there is reluctance, there is heartache, what exactly did they go through--to become so sharp and strong!Hills is like this, and so is Thranduil!

She shook her head to herself, turned around and entered the tent, and was taken aback for a moment——

"Thranduil?"

The slender figure with blond hair and silver robe turned around, his eyes slightly raised, with a cool look, "Pack up your luggage and go to my tent to rest." After speaking, he brushed past him and walked straight to the door.

"why?"

"Why?" Thranduil raised his chin and turned to look at her. "The army is almost out. Do you think it's safe for you to stay in this small tent as an elf?"

Not safe, Svanil replied inwardly.Well, it's him who cares about her, Sivanil emphasized in his heart. "I'll pack it up right away." Going to the bed, took the cloak, and brought the knives, bow and arrow, "It's done."

Thranduil left without saying anything.Svanil followed, trying to appear calm and collected.

Thranduil's tent was similar to Elrond's, and she had been there when she first arrived at the front.Not long after, I heard the whining of horns, and it seemed that the troops had set off.

"Who is staying behind this time?" Svanil asked Thranduil who was sitting behind the desk reading the documents.

Thranduil held the document in one hand, and rested lazily on the armchair with the other, as if he didn't hear what Svanil said.

Well, this elf is awkward and doesn't want to talk to you, so no one can do anything about it!Svanil walked towards the door...

"Stop." Reached out and turned over a page of parchment, "Where are you going?"

Svanil twitched the corners of his mouth, "Go out for a stroll."

"Didn't you understand what I just said?"

What, about safety?I'm so sorry, I really understand!Of course, she couldn't say that, "I'll be careful."

Thranduil finally shifted his gaze from the document to her, "The Emperor of Numenor, Elrond and I all stay in the camp."

"Oh." Svanil remembered that this was his answer to her previous question.Well, since he has compromised, it's not good for her to go out and wander around, "Then I'll go in and rest." Pointing to the inside of the tent.

"Wait."

"Ok?"

"You said you and Elrond were friends."

Svanil didn't expect Thranduil to ask this, and was taken aback.

"I said it when I was in Linton."

Svanil thought for a while, and seemed to have said, "What do you want to ask?"

Thranduil looked at her coldly, "I wonder if you still see it that way now." Do you still regard him as a friend.

The tent suddenly fell silent, so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground.Svanil didn't know what to think, or she was completely overwhelmed by the question.There seem to be some clues in my mind, but I can't catch those clues floating around!

"I..." 'I' couldn't come out for a long time.

"Your Highness, Lord Sharon, please see me!" A guard came in.

Svanil looked at Thranduil, who pursed his mouth tightly and looked back at her coldly. "Let him in."

"Yes."

A conversation ends like this.Sifanyier lay on the bed thinking about something: Er, Er, what should I explain to you?And Thranduil, what kind of explanation can I give you?In the end, what should she explain to herself?

The starting team walked away, and the camp became quiet.The dark night fell slowly, and the bed was warm, and Svanil fell asleep like this...