[Lord of the Rings] Green Leaf's Blessing

Thranduil woke up from his dream screaming.He has been plagued by nightmares these days. The last battle in front of the Black Gate was a month ago. It stands to reason that he has gone home, far away from those deaths and pains, and should start a new stable life under the protection of the big green forest. , but only on the first day, when he saw the smile of the baby Legolas, the joy mixed with sadness and exhaustion helped him sleep peacefully.

In the following days, he didn't have a good night's sleep.He kept dreaming of the terrifying shadow of Sauron, dreaming of his bloody father falling in his arms, dreaming of countless subjects falling beside him, and he could only stand still, unable to move, what? Can't do it either.

The nightmare continued to worsen, and gradually he began to dream of his wife, and in the dream he could only watch her from afar, trying to avoid those dark monsters in the green forest.He couldn't help calling out, but she couldn't hear anything, and ran forward at a high speed, getting farther and farther away from him...

But none of the nightmares was more extreme than tonight's. He still trembles when he thinks about it now—he dreamed that the shadows climbed up the young son's clean and pure face like vines... They have taken everything away from him, and now even His only son was not spared either!

Clearly knowing that it was a dream, and clearly waking up from the darkness, Thranduil still felt as if his heart was being suffocated by something.He jumped out of the bed quickly, his light body trembling slightly because of his eagerness—as an elf, the noise he made was already light enough, the door opened silently, and he slid into the night like a gust of wind In the middle, there was a gust of anxious and restless breeze.

Because the elf is light in stature and can make very little noise, strictly speaking, he did not sneak into Legolas' bedroom—the nanny who took care of the little prince fell asleep beside the cradle, and after doing his best to coax the little prince The prince also found a peaceful rest after falling asleep.The windy Thranduil quickly moved to the other side of the cradle, looking eagerly into the cradle - he was completely relieved when he saw that beautiful little face sleeping peacefully as usual again.Only in the green leaves can the frenzied gust of wind stop steadily and gain comfort.

The nightmare is just a nightmare. Now all the old pains are over. The Great Green Forest has a new king and a new beginning... There is also a green leaf prince who brings hope to everyone... Thranduil couldn't help it Stretch out your fingers to touch the smooth cheeks under the moonlight.No one can hurt himself again, let alone his child, his only child.

He stood in the darkness for a long time, refusing to take back his hand for a long time.During the day, he was busy dealing with political affairs, and occasionally took time to see the little baby, and because the housekeeper and nanny were around, he had to put on the king's airs.No one loved this child more than him, but it was Galian who hugged him the most.He always let go of his son almost immediately after a short hug, and little Legolas couldn't speak yet, just looked at him with big blue eyes in bewilderment.Will he know that the one who hugs him the least is his Ada?Occasionally Thranduil would think sourly, but besides being a king, he had other considerations: his old wounds were slowly healing, but at a very slow rate, and the more he loved him, the more he loved him. Afraid, afraid that if I am not careful, I will hurt him.Even though his good right arm was strong enough for a tall, strong elf warrior to hold a baby, he was still terrified as a father.

At this moment, he was reluctant to let his fingertips slide over his son's face, and he didn't want to leave more and more, but he was very inexplicably guilty, afraid that the nanny would suddenly wake up and see his funny appearance.Just as he was thinking this way, the pair of blue eyes under his fingers suddenly opened—for a while, the father and son looked at each other blankly.

Little Legolas in the cradle was stunned for a while, then suddenly grinned.Is he also laughing at his current embarrassment?Thranduil enjoys his smile like that, no matter what, the king's embarrassment can be seen by him, and only he can see it.

As if Legolas was amused by Thranduil's replying smile, the little baby laughed even more happily, and even rang softly like a silver bell - even though it was soft, it was very obvious in this silent night.Thranduil was so frightened that he put his finger on his lips, regardless of whether the little baby could understand or not—softly, my child, softly, Thranduil yelled from the bottom of his heart while raising his finger .If the nanny woke up at this moment and saw their noble king with messy hair and bare feet... He couldn't imagine it.

Legolas laughed even louder after seeing his strange appearance. Thranduil was sweating on his brow, and bent down eagerly, but he didn't know how to stop the child from laughing—in fact, he could He turned around and left like a gust of wind when he came, but such a bright smile, even though he was nervous, made him reluctant to look away.

Thranduil's long blond hair fell in front of his son, and the baby's attention was drawn away. He stopped laughing loudly, but stretched out his little hand curiously to grab his father's blond hair—this time it was Serenduil's turn. Randyll let out a soft cry, and then hurriedly shut up in pain.

You mischievous little fellow, Thranduil frowned, but still looked lovingly at Legolas who was interested in his blond hair.That's enough, Thranduil, enough, and at the same time he reminded himself in his heart that you still have a lot of business to deal with tomorrow morning, you must go back to rest immediately, so that you can continue to be your king after waking up... Ser Randyll took Legolas' little hand gently, and gently pulled his hair out of it.

Not knowing if he would still have time to come and see him tomorrow, Thranduil slowly got up while staring at that pink face—as slowly as he could.If the day comes when the child finally speaks, will he really recognize his father and articulate the word?

Thranduil had already straightened up completely, but still bent down again, and pressed a light kiss on Legolas' smooth forehead.In the end it was Legolas who was the first to close his eyes before he finally agreed to leave.

My child, my favorite green leaf, may all your future dreams be as sweet and stable as today.