[The Lord of the Rings Hobbit] Galian is also very upset today

Carrying the elf through the dim corridor.Ignoring the staring stares of the guards on duty, Thranduil kicked open the door of his bedroom, his eyes darkened, and he threw Galian hard on his bed.

"Well……!!"

Even if I fell into the soft quilt, I was a little dizzy from the fall.The chief executive curled up involuntarily, only feeling that his eyes were going black for a while.

"Does it hurt, Gally?"

Squinting his eyes and looking at the guard who was holding his chest and panting continuously, Thranduil's face was still not in a good mood, but there was already a little relief in his eyes.

Reaching out his hand, he gently brushed away the long hair scattered around Galian's cheek.The elf king bent down, and his fingertips brushed the white corner of the chief executive's mouth, causing the elf to tremble slightly:

"Since it hurts so much, why do you still run out of the dense forest?... As long as you talk to me, I won't stop you from doing anything you want to do. It's nothing to let go of a few dwarves—"

"If I had known there was something in it that would hurt you, I wouldn't have locked them up in the first place... But why are you so stubborn and never want to tell me anything?"

...how does he know this? !

His eyes widened suddenly.After being told by the Elf King what his motive for letting the dwarves go in the first place, Galian raised his head suddenly in extreme shock, just in time to meet Thranduil's eyes that were as deep as the sea.

"Surprised?" The corner of his mouth curled up coldly, the king grabbed the elf by the collar, dragged him vigorously in front of him, and looked directly at the flames burning in his eyes: "...I also know that your strength has been going on for hundreds of years. In the loss, Elrond has treated you for a long time without any effect; I even know that you have suffered from insomnia every night recently, and the old wound thousands of years ago has been hurting for a long time, but no one is willing to tell...Galian, you Do you really think that you yourself will not die?!!"

"..." He was out of breath by the Elf King.The chief steward raised his hand with great effort, trying to break away Thranduil's hand that was holding onto his collar, but as expected, he couldn't shake him a bit.

"Gally, you have to know that Tauriel is already an adult, you don't need to teach her what to do, and you don't need to worry about the Lonely Mountain... Besides, where can you go in your current state?"

It also seems to be a little impatient with the elf's constantly moving hands.Thranduil tore down the curtain hanging beside the bed, grabbed the elf's hands and pulled them behind him, and tied them firmly to the copper bedpost.

"what are you doing?!"

He felt that Thranduil's hands were flexibly unbuttoning his clothes.Galian knelt in front of the Elf King and couldn't move, dumbfounded by the godlike progress of the matter.

——This posture always feels so dangerous, hey! !Seran, wake up... You, you, you, don't tear my clothes, I will never run away again, you, you, you, don't scare me, please! !

"Why are you blushing?"

Looking at the sad and angry butler inexplicably, Thranduil moved his hands and took off Galian's entire shirt to his tightly bound wrists.

"I'll just take a look at your old wounds, and I'll put your clothes back on later...Of course I won't let you go, and it's useless to stare at me."

"..." Then is it necessary for you to put me in such an ambiguous position? !

Feeling the sincere and unadulterated gaze of the Elf King looking back and forth over the several scars on his body, the chief executive suddenly wanted to slap himself.

"Sure enough, what Elrond said is correct. All the old wounds on your body are slowly being eroded by the darkness, wearing away your vitality... Your body is almost unable to bear the load."

His fingers ran across the scars on the elf's chest, waist and abdomen. Even after so long, the scars had not faded, but instead had an ominous light blue color.The Elf King frowned very tightly, remembering that the chief executive had stepped into so many mortal situations over the years, and now he finally showed signs of irreparable decadence, and his heart has never felt so uncomfortable for many years.

"I...I'm fine..."

The pale skin was stained a little red because of Thranduil's unconscious touch.Galian turned his face away, a little embarrassed, and then backed away calmly, pulling away the distance between them that was already too close.

"Whether there is anything is up to you."

Glaring at him fiercely, the elf king raised his eyebrows, but he rarely smiled gently at the elf.Suddenly having a bad premonition, Galian's heart rang alarm bells, but before he could break free from the restraint to escape, Thranduil had already shot violently, hitting the elf's back of the neck hard and hard.

There was no time to react, and there was no way to react.The moment the chief executive felt the pain, his eyes also went dark, and his whole body fell forward.

"Gally, what do you want me to do with you?..."

Catching the chief executive who was knocked unconscious by himself in time, Thranduil gently tightened his arms around the elf's back.Looking at the knife wound that was still ferocious for nearly a thousand years, it was like a mark that could never be stitched on him, marking out the pain and sorrow that he would never let go of in this life.

His eyes were dark, and a storm was about to come.The king of the big green forest slowly untied the restraint on the butler's wrist, but he never let go of the body in his arms that had lost a lot of weight due to illness. Instead, he exerted more force, deeply absorbing the fragrance of flowers and plants on the elf that made him feel at ease.

—He can no longer take risks for me...

Even without Elrond's reminder, the Elf King knew this very well.Looking down at Galian's quiet and gentle side face in a coma, he closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind, and turned his head to look at the slightly open door of the bedroom.

"Go and fetch Eros."

——I once said that I would do anything to keep you, it was not just a joke.

You have done so much for me, and you did not hesitate to bear the scars and suffer from pain all day long.And I don't want to watch you fall into this situation again, let death take you from me.

So, rest well this time, Gally.

When this is all over, it's time for us to talk.

……

……

So, after such a commotion, I really don't know what position to put my guards in now.Thranduil was so upset that he didn't have time to think about such perceptual issues, so he could only let Faerun gather his troops first, leave the chief executive who was still unconscious on his bed early in the morning, and set off with supplies to the lonely Shan asked for his white stone.

Because the Elf King's knife cut was really hard enough, and he drank too much wine and the alcohol was not over.Therefore, when Galian finally woke up from the long coma, he found himself lying on his back on a certain big bed that he was familiar with. The afternoon sunlight fell from the window and stopped in the elf's slightly narrowed pupils, shaking for a moment. His eyes hurt.

Slowly try to get out of bed.There was no feeling at the back of the neck, and the forehead was also swollen and sore. The chief executive whimpered, and stretched out his hand to his temple to relieve some discomfort, but at the moment of the movement, he heard some very surprising clear sounds.

"... Thranduil!!!"

As soon as you lift your wrist it explodes.Gary An stared at the silver chain on his right hand, which was supposed to stay in the interrogation office of the guards, and his whole body was going crazy.

—that guy dared to lock me into his bed? !

Reluctantly tugging at his arm, he couldn't shake the chain hanging on the bedpost.The elf's face was distorted, and he punched hard, bringing out a series of crisp sounds of metal collisions.

"Damn! Damn!!"

Rarely was the monstrous anger against the Elf King raised in his heart, the head manager's eyes were dark, and his hands that were propped on the quilt were tightly clenched.As he gasped, overwhelming humiliation and anger gushed out from his eyes together, like the haze gathered in the summer sky, and the rolling thunderstorm heralded the coming heavy rain that could drown the entire world.

——What does he think of me?

Even though he knew that he had done useless work, he still kept pulling at the metal that imprisoned him.Galian frowned tightly, and could no longer maintain his calm and gentle appearance.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the neatly placed ornaments on the table next to him. Under extreme agitation, he waved his left hand, which was still free, and swept everything to the ground.

"Thranduil!!! You better get the damn thing off of me!!!"

The elf's angry voice echoed in the wide room, floating in every corner.Even though he knew that most of the Elf King might not be around at this time, the chief manager still couldn't convince himself to remain calm about all this.

——If the Woodland King was really standing in front of him now, he really didn't guarantee that he wouldn't punch him.

"Boss, Boss Galian..."

It seems that from the movement in the house, the elf inside has woken up.Squatting outside the locked king's bedroom, Eros, who had been guarding here for half a day, had no choice but to knock on the door, signaling that someone was still outside the elf door:

"Don't panic and make trouble. His Majesty led his troops to Gushan early in the morning. No matter how loud you shouted, he couldn't hear you."

"... When did he leave?!"

Hearing this, he stopped his actions to smash up Thranduil's entire bedroom.Galian suddenly raised his head to look at the door, the anger in his voice was slightly extinguished, replaced by an anxiety that could not be concealed.

...Sure enough, when it comes to His Majesty's possible danger, no matter how dissatisfied he is with him, he puts it aside...

Silently sighing that the deep-rooted occupational disease of the elves is really hopeless, Eros touched his nose and replied dutifully:

"Just five hours before you woke up. According to the time, the army has already arrived at the Iruber Fortress."

"..."

"...Actually, you can't blame Your Majesty for this matter, Lord Galian."

Hearing that there was no movement in the room for a long while, it was obvious that the elf had fallen into his own thoughts.Because the vice-captain, who was also grounded by the Elf King, sighed, he held his chin and spoke listlessly:

"Your Majesty was really annoyed by you for doing this. You don't know what his expression was when he knocked you unconscious yesterday, sir... We really haven't seen the king get so angry..."

"Think about it carefully. We have watched how your Majesty has treated you for thousands of years. If you say that the elf he trusts most, there is no one else but you... But you deliberately let the dwarf go this time. He contradicted the king over the matter of Tauriel, and finally rode away on horseback. His Majesty, it is no wonder that he is not crazy... and after Faerun came back, he said that Prince Legolas did not want to come back because Tauriel was exiled. With this kind of news, it is even more impossible for him to let you go out—if you don’t return like this, it is estimated that with my king’s temper, he can really tear down the entire dense forest.”

...And it's not us guards who are unlucky at that time...Sacrificing you to save the whole of Middle-earth, of course you can't let you run away if there is such a good thing! !

Rolling his eyes towards the ceiling, brother Silvan didn't dare to say this sentence, so he could only complain silently in his heart.

"So, it's because I spoiled him?" Sitting silently on Thranduil's desk for a while, Galian unconsciously fiddled with the silver metal on his wrist twice, with a subtle tone:

"...so I have to thank him for chaining me to his bed like a pet? For Iluvatar's sake, Eros, I don't have that damn masochistic tendencies...even if It's true that I framed you and forced you to neglect your duties, so you don't have to speak for Thranduil like this?!"

"...I am not speaking for His Majesty, Lord Galian."

The eyeballs were about to pop out, and Eros sighed helplessly against his chin.Watching these two elves go around for so many years, and with the commotion last night, he could guess something—not to mention, just because Thranduil rushed out of the palace with Galian yesterday He also hoped that after the two of them tossed each other for so long, they could have an ending without any regrets.

"Your Majesty's temper is not new to you. If he wasn't terrified, he wouldn't be so angry and imprisoned. And it's not that he doesn't care about you—the underground prison is cold and wet, Your Majesty I don’t want to imprison you there to suffer, but I can’t stop an elf who can come and go freely in the army of half-orcs in other places...so he can only lock you in his bedroom like this.” ——and he still sat yesterday I watched you by the bed all night, you know?

"..."

After waiting for a while, no one in the room answered.Guessing that the chief executive was having trouble getting through this hurdle, Eros pressed his forehead, thinking that what the king did was really unethical, and that the chief executive might be very angry, while reaching out and knocking on the locked oak door in front of him.

"Don't feel bad, sir. His Majesty will definitely release you when he returns from the expedition, and you can do whatever you want at that time... There are only thirteen dwarves on the lonely mountain, and my king will definitely solve it soon."

"..."

"But sir, don't run away until then. His Majesty has been stimulated a lot recently. If you step on his bottom line again, he may not be sure what he will do to you..."

"..."

"Boss? Boss?! Are you listening? Boss Galian?!"

I haven't heard any movement from the dormitory.Fearing that something might happen to Gary's peace of mind, Eros frowned and leaned on the door to listen carefully.In the end, before he knew what was going on, the door of the king's bedroom was suddenly pulled open from inside, and he couldn't dodge, causing the unbalanced brother Sylvan to fall on the carpet.

"Even if you say so, I must go to the king to settle the account."

Shaking the silver iron chain that should have been locked on his wrist, Galian curled his mouth and looked at his stunned deputy captain.For the first time, he laughed hard in his heart, it turned out that even Thranduil would make such low IQ mistakes.

"He shouldn't have forgotten that I set up his entire king's guard...Even if the command is in the hands of His Highness, I'm still a member of it. How could I not have the key to this kind of thing? ?”

... Feelings, you just deliberately smashed His Majesty's bed for fun, right?

Eros, who squinted and couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, was not in the mood to chat with him.He just squatted down and kindly lifted the elf up, and stretched out his hand without hesitation, asking for his own weapon.

"I have to go today, Eros. Give me your majesty's army layout and marching route, I know you have it."

Pulling on the butler's clothes that were not suitable for activities, he knew that it was impossible for him to wear such things on the battlefield.Galian patted the vice-captain's shoulder, walked to his bedroom with long legs, and said in a tone that could not be refused:

"Gandalf's thrush just sent me a message. The Holy White Council drove Sauron away in Dol Guldur, but there was an orc army stationed there and was marching towards the Lonely Mountain. He asked me to stop the conflict between Your Majesty and the dwarves ...although I don't expect much from it."

"So, you still have 10 minutes. In 10 minutes, I hope you can prepare all the things I need in the garden... Then, when your majesty and I are not in the dense forest, guard the home of the wood elves."

Looking back at Brother Sylvan, Galian smiled slightly at him.In the corridor where the afternoon sun is shining, it is like a bubble that will disappear in the next second.

So gentle to dazzling, yet so perishable to fragile.

"However, His Majesty said that your body..."

Seeing the back of the elf slowly receding, and about to disappear from his vision, Eros frowned disapprovingly, not wanting the chief executive to go to such a vicious battlefield where there was no return.

"I said, I'm fine."

Without looking back, Galian looked at the empty darkness in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.Even though the pain provoked by the darkness was surging up in waves, it was nothing compared to the panic of not being able to protect the Elf King.

"If I can die in front of him, I will get my wish in this life."

It's just a battlefield.No matter where, even if it is the hall where Mandos welcomes the dead, as long as my soul is still there, I will definitely follow Thranduil.

——After all, that was the love of Elf Galian's life.He is also the steward of the Great Green Forest, the king who once swore his allegiance forever under the stars.

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Forced to explain a chapter, and finally set up the flag of the general manager _(:3」∠)_... The favorite stripping meme + loyal knight setting... After the Battle of the Five Armies, wait for the king's heart to stop.

ps If I ask Keili to vomit the bento, will I also vomit Feili and Uncle's by the way?But I also feel that the Battle of the Five Armies is tragic because of the death of my uncle (what the hell), would it be bad to change it casually...