[The Hobbit Lord of the Rings] Gamble

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Absolutely wherever there are orcs, he goes there.

Antal also went to the battlefield with him. She saw Thranduil's appearance when he killed a half-orc, so cold and cruel.

She saw that he was covered in blood and wounds, but he tried his best to chase the remnants of the orcs who fled in despair.

She doesn't understand why.

The Elf King's appearance was clearly venting his emotions, wanting to use massacre to forget a memory he didn't want to recall.

She didn't know what happened to him.

She only knew that the elf king who seldom smiled must have brought him deep pain from the past that he didn't want to recall.

But she believes that companionship is the longest confession of love, and one day the Elf King's heart will open to her.

But it didn't take long for her to feel that her thoughts seemed a little too real.

At that time, Thranduil received news from his subordinates that a troop of orcs they had tracked for many years was besieged by them at the Red Horn Pass.If the Elf King sent troops at this moment, he would surely be able to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Thranduil was really happy that day, he held a large-scale banquet before the expedition, and he drank a lot of wine.

It was the first time in a thousand years that he was drunk.

It was also the only time Antal saw him drunk during the thousand years of his marriage to Thranduil.

The Elf King's eyes were blurred, and he kissed the eyes of the person under him, with such pity and affection.

As he rubbed himself into Antar's body, the Elven King clinging to her neck gasped, uttering an inarticulate name.

Antal couldn't hear who he was calling, but the only thing he was sure of was that it wasn't his name.

What an ironic thing this is for loyal elves.She quietly looked at the Elf King who was so tired and asleep beside her, the corners of her lips curled up in a self-deprecating arc.

Even though he was drunk, he still didn't disrupt Thranduil's habit of getting up early.

At that time, the sky had just turned white. He walked to the window and looked at the red sun in the valley in the distance. He seemed to return to Rivendell thousands of years ago in a daze.

Memories are really cruel.

He sometimes wonders whether elves' immortality is a gift or a curse.

Antal didn't sleep deeply, and when Thranduil got up, she woke up too.Slowly raising her body, she saw her husband standing in front of the window in the morning light, with a grief she had never seen on his face.

"Do you love me?" She got out of bed quietly, walked behind the Elf King, and asked suddenly.

Thranduil, who was addicted to longing, suddenly came back to his senses, and when he turned around, he saw Antal standing barefoot on the ground, with a long skirt that dragged the floor, long black hair as thick as seaweed, and a delicate face.

Much like a figure in memory.

After a moment of silence, Thranduil hooked his lips into a smile.

"Love is a mortal feeling, it's your illusion." The Elf King brushed Antal's cheek with the back of his hand, and said softly, "It's not that I don't love you, but as the king of the woodland, I only love my people."

Antal didn't have the anger or sadness he imagined, but just looked at him quietly, with emotions in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

Then when he came back after winning the battle a month later, he found that his wife had just left home before he came back.

Her departure didn't make Thranduil feel much emotion. He felt that his queen was too young, and she needed time to understand some things.

The life of elves is too long, and love is not necessary. If they are imprisoned by it, it is often not a good thing for them who live forever.

But at this moment, he didn't understand that it was not Antal who was imprisoned by love.

And it was himself.

Perhaps even he himself has not realized how much Doris' death has dealt to him, and how much shadow it has left behind.

His temper of extreme hatred of goblins was preserved in this way.

Afterwards, he sent a few guards, seeing that she was leaving in the direction of Rivendell, he only thought she was going back to her mother's house, so he didn't think too much about it.

But how could Antal return to Rivendell?

She went to the place where her mother's kingdom was destroyed.

Thousands of years have passed, and the castles of the former kingdom have become the temples of human beings today. On the temples are statues of elves. People who have never seen elves have shaped their images with their own imaginations to express their gratitude to those who saved the world thousands of years ago. Their army of elves.

They didn't know that their lives were just saved by the way.

Antal walked in the temple, putting his hands on his lower abdomen.

About half a month after Thranduil set off, she felt a change in her body.The Rivendell elves, who are proficient in medicine, soon realized that they seemed to be pregnant.And after the examination by the medical officer Elf, the result also affirmed her guess.

This feeling is really strange.

Now I can't feel the life in my stomach at all, but there is a strange warmth in my heart.

This is my child.

She thought about it, but couldn't help recalling the name that the Elf King unconsciously murmured when he was drunk.

Sometimes, she really envies humans.

It is because of the limited life that their feelings are so strong, so their pain will eventually have an end.

Touching the necklace her father gave her around her neck, she began to appreciate her half-human blood for the first time.

This allows her to choose her own destiny.

On the other side, Paturan, who returned to the city later than the Elf King, was stopped by the medical officer Elf who ran down from the tower before entering the palace.

"My lord, have you seen the queen?" the medical officer Elf asked anxiously.

Paturan raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

The medical officer Elf told the truth, "The queen was confirmed to be pregnant a few days ago, and I want to check her body to ensure safety."

Paturan was taken aback when he heard the words, then became excited and rushed into the palace to report to his king.

His joyful appearance made Thranduil a bit surprised.

Did you win the lottery ticket?

Paturan is a very honest elf, and after all, he came back later than his king, he didn't know that his queen left home in anger, and faced his king's suspicious eyes, he honestly explained everything: " The medical officer wants to check the queen's body again to ensure the health of the fetus."

The Elf King was shocked immediately, and then furious.

After being dazed on the throne for a few seconds, Thranduil stood up abruptly, pursed his lips and walked out in strides.

At the gate of the city was a young elf warrior who had just dismounted and walked towards the palace.

Before he entered the door, he saw his king striding out of the palace full of depression. Seeing his horse outside, he immediately grabbed the reins, turned on the horse's back and galloped away.

The elf opened his mouth wide, wondering why the victorious king was suddenly so angry, and Paturan, who watched the elf king disappear, was also confused.

The king quarreled with the queen as soon as he came back?

In the distance, Antar knelt down on the temple while holding the necklace her mother left her.

I am willing to give up my immortal life and experience the pain of life, death and sickness of mortals.

The necklace in his hand glowed slightly, and the light gradually became stronger.From her palm, slowly spread to her body.

Outside the temple, the sound of horseshoes came from far to near, and just as the white light wrapped around her arm, a long sword came out suddenly, cutting off the necklace in her hand.

The broken necklace slammed to the ground, and Antar looked at the visitor in astonishment.

Thranduil came here alone, because the news they gave him was so shocking that he had no time to think, so he got on his horse and went to find Antal.

He raised his head high, with his usual pride and conceit.

"My wife, my heir is naturally an elf," he said standing in the temple, "he will be the crown prince, the future king of the Dark Forest."

Antar was still kneeling on the ground, looking at Thranduil's tall and straight figure in the morning light, a little lost.

The Elf King possessed himself, grabbed Antar from the ground into his arms, and let her sit in front of him.

"Mortal people are too small, they will always disappear into dust in time." He bowed his head and said in Antar's ear, "Only we can be immortal."

"Let's make a bet." After a while, she leaned against his chest and curled her lips.

Thranduil raised an eyebrow.

She went on, her lips against his chest, "You're going to love me."

The Elf King was taken aback, then raised his head and laughed.

Doris' death had already taken away his heart.

No more heartaches.

Antar was still quietly leaning against his chest, feeling the vibration of his chest caused by laughter, and his silently bent lips.

Riding his horse back, the Elven King galloped back to his castle.

He carried Antal off his horse and carried him all the way back to the tower.

Paturan, who was still worried about the quarrel between the king and the queen, opened his mouth when he saw this scene. It turns out that they are quite affectionate.So he quickly sent an order to call the medical officer Elf over, and told him to go to the tower to see the queen.

Thranduil put Antar on the bed, and sat beside him, watching the medical officer with shimmering palms examining his queen's body.

"The queen is in good health." The medical officer Elf quickly finished the examination and smiled at the two of them. "Soon, we will usher in a new life."

Thranduil looked weird.It was his first time to be a father, and he couldn't imagine how his offspring would grow in his wife's womb.

Seeing this, the medical officer elf smiled again, and guided the king to put his hand on the queen's abdomen.

"Here, king, is the continuation of your life."

life?

Thranduil's slender fingers touched Antar's still flat abdomen, and a certain part of his heart suddenly rippled.

Is it your own blood?

Warm and soft.

Actually,