[Lord of the Rings] Green Leaf's Blessing

Leaving the forest may be a good thing for both father and son - just because they both want to protect each other, just because they both want to keep a secret.

Legolas had known long ago that his father would have no objection to his decision.He had promised to respect himself a long time ago, and of course Legolas knew very well that his father had always only wanted to protect himself.The Supreme Lord of the Rings has reappeared in the world, the power of the black leader Sauron is rapidly recovering, and his minions are spread all over the Middle-Earth - the evil forces lurking in the forest are about to move, and it is only a matter of time before they attack.If Legolas stayed in the forest, he might be on the front line of the battlefield all the time, facing the threat of death. Of course, the journey of the Fellowship of the Ring is also another very dangerous task.So at this time, the father can only let the son choose.

In the main hall, under the witness of all the subjects, Prince Green Leaf stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, solemnly touching his heart with his hands as if making an oath.

"I hereby beg your permission, my king, my father, to grant me permission to follow the common decision of the nations of Middle-earth at the Rimvale Council, to grant me permission to travel to the Fellowship of the Ring, and to take this opportunity to Come to defend the power of our forests..."

And give me the power to actually protect you, Ada.He said so in his heart.

He seemed to have waited for a long time, and it seemed that it was only a moment——

"I give you such power."

King Thranduil said so, and when Legolas knocked on the door of the study afterwards, his father Thranduil only responded to him lightly, but always showed his back.Looking at the back that had endured too much and was still strong, Legolas felt an urge to go forward and hug him tightly.However, in the end he just lightly picked up the ring on the desk—the substitute that he carefully imitated.

Sure enough, as he expected, his father turned around immediately, his whole body couldn't hide the tension and impulse to step forward and take the ring.

"Still so reluctant?" Legolas joked pretending to be wronged.

He had already noticed the ring on his father's finger when he was young. He loved his father and everything about his father when he was young.

"Ada, this ring is so beautiful, can you give it to me?"

"No, son."

"why?"

"In short, I'll give you whatever you want, except this ring."

At that time, he was quickly attracted by more beautiful and complicated things, so how could he understand the true meaning hidden in his father's words?

"Okay," Legolas couldn't bear to see the look in his father's eyes, and quickly put the ring back pretending to be relaxed, "I am no longer that disobedient and willful child, Ada, don't..."

The words were cut off by the warmth that rushed to his face. In my memory, such active and eager hugs were so rare. It seemed that his father would hug him like this only when he was afraid of losing something—this kind of temperature made Legolas My heart hurts.

"Legolas, you never..."

"Ada?"

"It's nothing, son..."

You've never been really obedient, my little green leaf.Thranduil hugged the child in his arms even tighter, but he still couldn't prevent the moment of parting from coming.

"Before I leave, I have a gift for you, Ada." When his father let go, Legolas stood on tiptoe and kissed his father's cheek, his eyes jumped over the complex face, and fell on On the sword on the wall behind him.

Before this, Thranduil had imagined the scene of recasting the father's sword many times, but never imagined that the final scene would be like this.He and his son walked into the sword casting room side by side, one holding the sword and the other holding the hammer. They smiled at each other in the fire to strengthen what they thought in their hearts, and the frequency of their heartbeats tended to be consistent with the sound of turbulent metal knocking.

"This sword left by grandpa should be recast by us together. And it will protect you by your side instead of me."

Thus, in the gestation of fire and light, a luster that was lost in the past finally reappeared by the protector of the forest. The fire gradually extinguished and dimmed, but the light became brighter and brighter, illuminating and jointly giving it new life. The two faces engraved with the same determination.

The father and son looked at each other and smiled. They held on to the sword of rebirth together and leaned gently on the chair beside them for a rest. They witnessed the complete extinguishment of the fire and felt the sweat on their skin gradually cool down.

"This feeling is amazing, Ada," Legolas rested his head lightly on his father's shoulder, "We faced the flames side by side, held the sword side by side, as if we had gone to the battlefield side by side..."

"I don't want to fight with you, son," Thranduil said with a slight smile, "As the backbone of the army, I should put an end to any possibility of distraction."

"Have you not once been distracted, my valiant king?"

"If you mean the Battle of the Last Alliance, I can tell you that at least I tried and thought I made it, but I don't know if my father was distracted by me. Father's burden is always More."

"So father and son had better not appear on the same battlefield," Legolas sighed softly, removing his hand from the hilt of his sword, "I hope the final outcome is that I return to you after the war is over, Listening to you tell all those near-miss stories, watching our big green forest come back to life again..."

"You will see it," Thranduil lightly moved the sword in his hand, feeling the light in the darkness flashing past his eyes, "We will all see it..."

"I can see it now too... in the dream," Legolas murmured softly and closed his eyes, "sing that song for me one more time, Ada, before I go, I want to be with you Rediscover our former home in the singing of the song."

And you won't find that I have never left you from the beginning to the end... Father's gentle and unchanging singing helped him to sleep, he relaxed every nerve in his body and devoted himself to the protective atmosphere created for him, and acted like a The child wrapped his arms around his father so greedily and desperately—he would always be his child, but this might be the last time he would let him protect him willingly.

Legolas left the palace quietly with the wizard Gandalf who accompanied him back without disturbing anyone.As a result, from now until the end of the war, many forest elves still feel that their prince has not really left. The young and slender figure still seems to be in the forest under the sun, and the stream in the moonlight still seems to be mixed with That clear and gentle singing voice... It was a long, long time before they were finally willing to admit that they had lost him forever since that morning that no one knew about.