[Lord of the Rings] Green Leaf's Blessing

When Legolas could clearly say "Ada" and more words, he could already run up and down the corridors and gardens, even if there was an occasional bump, he would stop crying.Sometimes, the innocent and crisp laughter would echo for a long time in the quiet palace. Thranduil sat at the end of the study, and even though he was separated from his youngest son by several walls, he was still able to clearly capture those cheerful voices. While reviewing official documents, he unconsciously smiled.

Legolas also likes to linger outside the door of the Council Hall, tiptoeing and peeking in through the windows.Since the first time he broke into the hall and interrupted the meeting between the king and his ministers, Galion who followed behind hastily took the little prince away before Thranduil got angry. Since then, Legolas has been He didn't dare to rush in, he always tried his best to reach the window frame with his hands, or put his face close to the crack of the door, and looked curiously at his father sitting on the throne - he sat upright, like that Majestic, he was completely different from the man who allowed himself to crawl around on his knees and bent over with laughter.

Despite his busy government affairs, Thranduil would take time to check his son's homework. Legolas made rapid progress. Sometimes he would sit there obediently, and after spelling out some words, he would look up at his father quietly, as if expecting his praise.

Only once did Thranduil's face seem to be shadowed—because Legolas actually said "Nana."

Facing the questioning from his cold eyes, Legolas' language teacher said helplessly and innocently: "Your Majesty, I didn't deliberately teach this word to your little Highness...he is very smart, and he can learn it very quickly—" And, even if you blame me, it's impossible for a kid his age not to be exposed to the word 'Nana'...and many more."

Although Thranduil looked ugly, he still didn't say anything.Legolas looked up at the two curiously, unable to understand the helplessness and sadness between their brows.

Finally, Thranduil stretched out his hand and patted his son's head lightly—just like Legolas praised many times in the past when he learned new words, the elf immediately clapped his hands and laughed happily.Thranduil looked at the young son with complicated eyes, and couldn't help sighing in his heart: That day will come eventually, he can't stop it, the only thing he can hope for is that it will come later.

When Legolas had grown from a baby to a toddler who was learning various lessons, Thranduil also began to allow him to attend some special banquets—such as his birthday.The subjects of the Great Greenwood loved their only prince, His Royal Highness, as they loved their king. To them, he was the new hope generously bestowed by Vala when they returned home from pain and exhaustion, and his young and cheerful The sound resounded throughout the big green forest, slowly growing together with those reborn new trees, and slowly healed the deep pain in everyone's heart.

As for Legolas, it was the experience of falling into the finest bucket of dovein, nearly setting his father's clothes on fire, climbing onto his father's lap and reaching for his hand in front of everyone. Pulling his crown... Gradually, this mischievous and lively little prince also learned to sit quietly beside his father at every banquet, smiling while accepting gifts and blessings from his subjects.

Seeing the changes in his son, Thranduil felt an inexplicable distress—how long had it been since he pulled his blond hair?He suddenly missed the little baby who scratched and kicked him with an innocent smile, but being the king's son was not so easy as being the king and father at the same time.

Perhaps it was the bold thoughts of those long-lost burglars that suddenly hit Thranduil's heart. On the eve of Legolas's sixth birthday, he pretended to be ill and said he had a headache, so he canceled the next day's birthday party, and sternly announced that he would stay in his room. Li rested in bed for a day, and no one was allowed to disturb him.At the same time, he dismissed everyone who was with his son—except Galian.

That morning, Thranduil changed into light clothes early on.He locked the door with a guilty conscience, lowered the curtains, then lightly slipped through the window and jumped out, and finally closed the window without leaving a trace.

Galian had already been waiting outside the window of the other bedroom with Legolas in his arms.It was obvious that Galion acted obediently as a secret keeper. When Legolas saw his father walking towards him, his small face obviously changed from grievance and doubt to happy surprise.

Thranduil noticed that there were still one or two crystal clear teardrops hanging on his long eyelashes, his heart trembled slightly, and he leaned over and kissed his youngest son on the forehead without caring that Galian was still by his side: "Happy birthday ,son."

Immediately the elf couldn't wait to throw himself into his father's arms.

"Have a good time!" Galian whispered to the king and prince while climbing back into the window.And Legolas was visibly excited in his father's arms.

"Ada?"

"Shh, good boy," Thranduil raised his index finger to his lips, "we must be quiet, otherwise if someone finds out, they will take you back and make you sit there to receive a lengthy blessing... ..."

"I don't want to go back!" Legolas said firmly, and then seemed to realize that his voice was too loud, and whispered in his father's ear as if he had done something wrong, "I just want to be with Ada."

me too.Thranduil, holding the light young son in his arms, walked like a gust of wind through the hidden corners of the palace, passed the corridor, jumped into the garden, and then stepped into the forest.

And when he found that Legolas kept covering his mouth and didn't dare to show his air, he couldn't help laughing, slowed down, and gently took the young son's hands.

"Now we are safe for the time being."

"For now?" Legolas asked, tilting his head.

"Well, so you can't laugh too loudly now, or you will bring those annoying guys..."

Legolas looked up and looked around, and after a while he said softly, "Ada, I seem to have been here before!"

"Of course you have been here. The burglar brought you here."

"The Burglar?" Legolas asked, his bright blue eyes wide open. "Who is he?"

"He is the stupidest fool in the world," Thranduil kissed his son's cheek, "Now Ada will take you to a farther place."