[Lord of the Rings] Green Leaf's Blessing

Thranduil didn't sleep well that night, and he didn't know if it was because of the dispute with his son that he returned to the dream that he hadn't seen for a long time.Countless black shadows kept approaching the figure he loved the most, and he instinctively used his father's flesh and blood to block everything for him.

500 years have passed since he had the secret of that father.When Thranduil woke up from the nightmare, he looked at the heavy night and sighed slightly: It's a pity that his sacrifice and giving could not be exchanged for eternal peace.

Since he could no longer fall asleep, he simply got up and put on his coat, and walked quietly to the window, gazing at the still beautiful forest under the starlight.The gentle night breeze can still soothe the flustered in his heart - the reason why that nightmare still affects him is not because of the scars that have long since healed and disappeared, but because of the recurring scars regardless of the reality of the dream. figure.

Countless times, he swore to Valla and his dead wife in his heart that even if he gave up everything, he would protect his favorite child and keep him away from war and pain.In the worsening and worsening situation, although this oath is still as firm as before, it is like a bow that is stretched and straightened, and it will break instantly if you are not careful.At that time, what can he do?

The days of peace were shorter than Thranduil had expected, and rumors spread in the far south that he had returned.Of course, maybe he never left at all, just hiding in a quiet shadowy corner secretly waiting for the opportunity. The dark tower rising up in the south of the forest is the best proof of his reunion.For the past 500 years, that force has gradually attacked in a slow but irreversible trend like a starless night. No matter how brave and fearless the people of this big green forest are, they can only be forced to step by step. step back.

But compared with stepping back step by step and taking the initiative to give in, his young child would of course choose the former without hesitation.Thranduil understood all of Legolas' emotions. At his age, far away from high positions and constraints, wasn't he always full of stubbornness and hope?That's right, his little green leaf is always full of hope no matter what, Thranduil smiled and sighed, isn't this what he always wanted to see?

This dispute was really meaningless. In the end, Thranduil rubbed his forehead and thought that he could completely explain his concerns and plans to his son.Besides—he glanced at the peaceful forest in the night again. If everything was as predicted by Elrond, he shouldn't waste time on these boring disputes and misunderstandings.After all, with his little green leaf still by his side, what more could he hope for?

For the rest of the night, Thranduil didn't fall asleep completely, and could only be said to be resting with his eyes closed.That's good, he thought vaguely, so that he could stay away from those terrible nightmares and enjoy a rare moment of peace.

And when the melodious sound of the piano came, for a moment he thought he had fallen into a dream... He almost really fell asleep under such gentle and peaceful company, until he seemed to suddenly realize After something, he opened his eyes.

"Good morning, Ada."

Outside the open window, Legolas was sitting on a platform of intertwined branches. The morning sun fell on him, covering his body with a unique faint halo——when the slender fingers moved When touching the strings, the halo is like water flowing through the air, sparkling.

How did he manage to bring the piano up without a sound?Thranduil didn't know, just like countless elves sneaking up on his father's window in the past, His Majesty the King, who has always been vigilant, always let go of all his defenses easily, until the last moment to enjoy the complete surprise, this time is the same .

Perhaps he knew subconsciously that it was a dream rather than a threat that was gradually approaching him.

"What trick are you playing again, Legolas?" Thranduil frowned slightly, but gently stroked the window frame with both hands.

The young elf couldn't be more familiar with the helplessness and joy of his father's feigned anger, so a slightly mischievous smile appeared on that beautiful face.

"Ada, I've been thinking about the scene when I pissed you off when I was a kid, but I've been thinking about it for a long, long time, and it seems like there's nothing other than two times I walked away from home without authorization-and those two times you didn't even Angry, and coaxed me back for a long time."

"Are you praising yourself as a good boy in disguise?" Thranduil held back a smile.

Legolas smiled lightly, blending beautifully with the sound of the piano flowing from his fingertips, then he raised his eyes and said seriously: "Although there are no angry examples to refer to, I still remember how you were in those nights singing me to sleep. Now I want to sing the same song for you, Ada."

"To please your Majesty the King?"

"No, to express my deepest apologies to His Majesty the King... and more."

In previous banquet occasions, Legolas rarely had the opportunity to play the piano and sing. In his own words, he preferred to dance freely.And when the singing really sounded, Thranduil swore in his heart that it was impossible to find a sweeter and softer voice in the whole world of Arda.

"Thoron's horn resounds through the land,

The green forest answered the call and woke up from sleep,

With dreams in mind, we come from afar,

From then on, I made an oath to never leave.

Because of our deep love for this green land,

Own here we shall not seek another home,

Because of our deep love for the owner of the green forest,

Honor him and we will not follow another heroic king..."

Thranduil jumped over the window frame with a chuckle, sat down beside his son, and lightly plucked the strings with his hands, which blended seamlessly with Legolas' singing.Legolas looked sideways at his father, and there was still a childlike brilliance on his gentle smile.He has grown up, and is no longer the elf who always likes to lie in his father's arms and act like a baby, but he still loves him in many ways.

How can I be willing to give up?Thranduil echoed his son's smile, and only sighed slightly in his heart: I did this for you, son, and also for this forest and kingdom—you are all my inseparable love.

The sky was getting brighter, and the forest elves who got up in the morning and were ready to go to work, when they saw the wonderful scene on the windowsill of His Majesty the King, they all stopped and listened quietly.No matter how many years pass, they will always remember this beautiful picture of His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness singing together.

This will be the best memory they will have in the Great Green Forest before they leave completely.