[Lord of the Rings] Green Leaf's Blessing

Just when Fino was about to be able to hide everything, Thranduil finally returned from the forest valley with the rest of the guards.Although the excuse that His Majesty the King traveled far to ask Elrond about the cure for spider poison was very reasonable, after all, the incident happened suddenly that night, and Fino had to ensure the safety of His Majesty the King first, and he had no time to tell all his subordinates to keep their mouths shut.Although he made remedies after the incident, some rumors have spread, and some even reached the ears of His Royal Highness, which made him uneasy. really safe.And every time Fino had to come up with the set of rhetoric about the responsibility of the leader of the southern border, in order to stop the young elf's waywardness.

Now Thranduil jumped off the horse steadily, the gorgeous coat covered the terrible wound, and he really brought back some medicines that were kindly gifted by the lord of the forest valley.

"Ada!"

The familiar soft call dispelled the last sliver of haze in the forest like sunlight, Thranduil only had time to see the light wind-like shadow rushing past his eyes, and then felt the real warm feeling in his arms Strength - he almost lost this familiar temperature forever.

But the young elf didn't know what kind of disaster and pain he had experienced in this embrace that he hastily embraced—although this embrace was warm, it touched the wound involving Thranduil in an instant—his face twisted in pain Formed into a ball, immediately raised his hands and calmly stopped Fino who wanted to go forward.His pain is not only from the wound, but also from the pain from the injured forest—this is the consequence of using that ring, sharing power, and all the pain will come back to him.It would probably take him a long time to fully recover, and Legolas would never know it.

Although the son in his arms couldn't see his flashing expression, he almost immediately noticed the slight tremor under his father's stalwart body. He quickly let go of his father, raised his confused and confused eyes, and asked worriedly: " Ada, are you really hurt?"

"No, I'm fine." Thranduil said with a smile, restraining the discomfort of the aftertaste of pain lingering in his body.

"But..." Legolas frowned slightly, looked at his father hesitantly for a while, and then, like an alert hound smelling suspicion, he climbed his hands on the collar of his father's coat.

"I don't believe it..." He exerted a little force on his hands, still worried, but seemed eager to tear off his father's coat immediately to check it out.

"Enough, Legolas," Thranduil gently pressed his son's hands, "do you want your father to be naked in front of these subjects?"

His voice was calm and majestic, and the panic was deeply buried in his heart.No, he would never let his son see the horrific gash hidden under his clothes, never.

"Are you really not hurt?"

"When did I lie to you? Those stupid elves who don't know the situation are making rumors."

"Then why were you trembling just now?"

"Do you need to ask?" Thranduil pulled down his son's hands and held him gently in his arms again, "Was there ever a time when I wasn't worried to death for you? This time is the same, I heard about you That thrilling battle with the giant spider..."

"Really, Ada?" A soft voice echoed in his ears.

Pressing against the tip of his son's ear, he replied with the same soft whisper: "I will never lie to you, little green leaf."

On the second day after Thranduil came back, they were attacked by a not-so-serious giant spider. Perhaps it was because those evil creatures had been severely injured in the previous series of battles, so the green forest warriors hardly had to do anything and won.They stood on the fort and shot the ugly monsters with arrows, and no one was hurt.And those companions who were seriously injured before gradually improved with the help of the medicine sent by Elrond.From any perspective, the situation is developing in a good direction.

For Thranduil, nothing is more important than seeing the smile on his son's face again.

After the short battle, the elves piled up the spider corpses in an open space away from the trees, and the starlight made those scorched limbs emit a strange luster.After bucket after bucket of oil had been fully poured on, everyone backed away, all with relief-like expressions on their faces.

A subordinate respectfully presented the bow and arrows to Legolas, the chief of the southern border. After taking it, Legolas thought for a while, then smiled and handed the things in his hands to him again, standing beside him father.

"Every citizen of the Great Greenwood owes his heartfelt thanks to His Majesty the King for his protection."

He lowered his eyes and bowed slightly as he spoke, expressing the highest reverence for his father.Thranduil was slightly stunned, then quickly took the bow and arrow, and stretched the yew bow made by himself with all his strength. When he let go of his five fingers, he saw the golden feathered arrow that was on fire landed accurately. On the high pile of spider corpses, raging fire rose instantly.

The firelight reflected every smiling face, but left shadows in Thranduil's condensed eyes.His standing figure is still burly and powerful, guarding the elf who is close at hand like the strongest barrier, but the child he always wants to protect will not know what price his father has paid for this, and, what will happen? what price to pay.

The heap of unholy remains was gradually reduced to ashes by the flames, and then scattered on the winds over the forest land.

"The forest won't like it," Legolas said with a slight frown. "I can almost smell the scent they left behind—it seems that it can't be eliminated in a short time."

"None of us will like it," Thranduil patted his son's shoulder, "Don't worry, Legolas, forests have their own ways to protect themselves... Sometimes in order to protect what we love, we have to face it." For something we don't want to face."

"Ada..." Legolas raised his puzzled face, "We won anyway, why do you still seem preoccupied? Could it be..."

"Don't think about it, son," Thranduil smiled and exerted strength on his arm, embracing Legolas' shoulder, "a king will always think more than a prince, and he will have more worries , if one day you can sit in my seat, maybe you will understand..."

Legolas let out a chuckle of disapproval: "How is it possible? Ada, that kind of thing will never happen, because you are always by my side."

At that moment, Thranduil could hardly restrain his urge to hug his only beloved son into his arms, but in the end he just smiled and agreed: "Yes, we have always been by each other's company."

"And I have always hoped to help my Majesty the King." The face that was raised high was still full of hope as before, and the imprint of pain left in his eyes was not a shadow, but something that helped him grow Perseverance.

"You have done it," Thranduil stroked his son's blond hair while watching the elf warriors below the fortress who couldn't wait to dance and sing for victory, "you did well, Legolas, you I'm not disappointed. It's just that I worry that this victory is not the end, it's just the beginning."

"I understand, Ada," Legolas held his father's hand firmly, "now I feel how stupid that little elf who was clamoring for a chance to prove himself was, but only if he really experienced it himself, I will be more determined in my mind."

"Oh, what's on your mind?"

Under the starlight, there was no shadow on Legolas's smooth face.

"I want to protect the people of the Great Green Forest wholeheartedly. As the Green Leaf Prince of the Great Green Forest, this is my inherent responsibility; I want to do everything I can to protect you, Ada... As your son, this is A love that can ask no reason."

No, Thranduil, there are so many elves around, you can't... However, Thranduil still tightened his arms and held his son in his arms.It seemed that there was only silence left in the air, and even the singing of the elves could not be heard, until the son in his arms laughed softly again.

"What are you laughing at?" Thranduil gently ran his fingers through his son's blond hair.

"Ada, I don't know how many times I have slept here on my stomach—anytime from childhood to adulthood," Legolas said with a smile, his face pressed against his father's neck, "as if unconsciously I've gotten into the habit of being relaxed and sleepy when I'm leaning on it."

"Now is not the time." Thranduil helped his son by the shoulders and made him look up. "Look, how happy your companions are, Legolas, you should join them, drink and merry together, forget Let go of the troubles of the past and enjoy the beauty of tonight."

"But, Ada, you taught me. As their chief, you must be vigilant at all times. This is my responsibility..."

"Forget your damn responsibility, silly boy," Thranduil lovingly caressed his son's face, "With me here now, what are you worried about?"

The look of doubt and hesitation instantly blossomed into a bright smile. The young elf hugged his father lightly again, then turned around and jumped down from the fort deftly, joining the group of happy elves.

That night, Legolas drank a lot of wine, so much that all the elves expressed surprise. It was the first time they saw the always cautious captain so relaxed and unscrupulous.In their eyes, he is His Royal Highness the Prince, he is the captain of the Southern Patrol who oversees the overall situation, and he is a strong and brave forest warrior...

But when another person's eyes fall on him, he will always be just that happy and innocent child.In this space, he no longer has any troubles and worries, but instinctively seeks and enjoys the kind of dependence and protection that comforts his body and mind.

In the end, many forest elves were drunk, and Legolas himself was so drunk that he fell asleep on the tree trunk.The night wind blew on him, as if it caused the young elf to tremble. He turned over slightly, but lost his balance instantly, seeing that limp body about to fall to the ground——

Another stronger body suddenly appeared and caught him steadily.As a father, Thranduil can always appear in time on any occasion, and this time is no exception.As for the further future, he no longer dared to think about it.

"Look at you, Legolas, you still say you want to protect me?" Thranduil said softly, looking at the son in his arms.

However, Legolas seemed to feel the strange movement, and rolled a few times in his father's arms, not sure if he was talking in his sleep: "Ada...why are you standing in front of me? I said I would protect you ..."

His hands accidentally touched the wound on his father's chest again, but Thranduil didn't mind. Instead, he held his son tighter in his arms, and walked in the forest under the starlight.

Feeling the warm body in his arms, Thranduil sighed silently.We are still so close to each other at this moment, what will separate us in the future?What is it that can separate us?

If the time that Elrond prophesied comes after all, I only hope that all the sorrow and despair will be borne by me, and my child—

Thranduil looked down at Legolas who was sleeping peacefully on his neck, and kissed his forehead lightly.

Even if I will be forced to leave him, my love will always be with him.