[Lord of the Rings] Green Leaf's Blessing

From that day on, the innocent and lively elf quickly entered the role. In addition to the daily lessons, he moved up and down the palace like a shadow in his spare time-and he soon enjoyed being a silent burglar. The pleasure of the reader, just because he tries to pass like a gust of wind, makes him stumble upon hidden corners that have been neglected before.Legolas loved the wonder of having his own little secret.

In the first month, the servants began to wonder why they seldom saw the mischievous figure from before, and the moment they turned around to be busy, the elf would come out from the corner, lift the cover of the dinner plate and serve the king Sneak bites on prepared cakes.

In the second month, when Thranduil went to his son's bedroom by chance, he found an oak box in the room. The box was a little old and even decayed, but the exquisite carvings like flowing water could still be clearly discerned—such a It must be an old thing that was put in the warehouse or forgotten in the corner, but his son picked it up and wiped it clean like a treasure.Thranduil stood in front of the box and thought for a while, but left without opening it to check.And within a few days, he found three gems and two pearls on the linen sheets in his bedroom, and a note pressed underneath, the handwriting on it was slender and neat: "Dedicated to His Majesty the Great King, the green leaf burglar. "

In the third month, people can see the traces of Prince Green Leaf again, but often he smiles at you, and before you have time to respond, the little figure disappears with a "swish".If he knew what his father did back then, he would probably understand the talent he displayed better.Of course Legolas had no way of knowing those things, so he thought he was the greatest burglar in the Great Green Wood.

In this way, when the betting period of this game came to an end, it also ushered in Thranduil's birthday.It seemed particularly difficult to maintain the demeanor of a burglar at a king's lively birthday party, but Legolas didn't complain at all, and his raised little face had already shown the victor's attitude in advance.

The birthday party was held in the forest, and Thranduil sat on a throne made of natural oak. He wore a crown decorated with new spring flowers, and he was dressed in a silver dress carefully tailored to accentuate his stalwart figure. Gray robe, and Legolas sitting next to him also changed into a formal suit on this occasion today - a small light green robe, the delicate dark patterns flowing on it are like new leaves in spring The veins on the neckline and the neckline and cuffs are adorned with tiny white gemstones, like dewdrops on green leaves.

After the necessary etiquette was over, the mood of the elf obviously changed with the excitement of the banquet.While the forest elves were singing and laughing, he smiled mysteriously at his father, and then ran away without a trace.What trick is this kid trying to play?

When the king and his subjects had cleared several barrels of Dovehin, Legolas returned—at that moment, Thranduil could not bear to watch the youngest son among the singing and dancing elves unscrupulously. I couldn't help but sweat for him in my heart—but Legolas stepped across the flames laughing while holding up the tightly wrapped slender package in his hands—

Thranduil breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the long skirt jumping over the fire with no damage.

"Ada!" The elf quickly ran to his side, raised his chin, "Do you think I'm a fast learner?"

"Little Green Leaf is very capable." Thranduil praised him with a smile.Maybe it's because of the wine, maybe it's because of today's special occasion, the king's smile is no longer so mean, and it is always on his lips.

"Then Ada rewards the capable little green leaf with a glass of wine, okay?" The elf looked curiously at the bright red liquid in his father's glass.

"No, you're too young." Although Thranduil refused, he still chuckled and pinched the tip of his son's upturned nose.

Legolas didn't protest either, but placed the slender and long package on his father's lap, and then grabbed the corner of the package and gently tugged——

"Happy birthday, Ada."

The elf smiled sweetly, and while his father was concentrating on the sword that fell on his lap, he stretched out his fingers to dip the wine in the cup into his mouth, but hurriedly because of the unaccustomed sourness And frowned and clicked his tongue.

"Where did you find this, Legolas?" Thranduil held the sword on his lap with both hands - this sword didn't even have a scabbard, and the dust was tightly attached to the gaps in the gorgeous patterns on the blade, The grooves that should have been inlaid with gorgeous gems were empty.

"I found it by the underground river next to the abandoned iron furnace next to the palace treasury, Ada, look—"

He didn't need to point to Thranduil to see it, there was a name engraved next to the groove that should have been inlaid with gorgeous gemstones: Orifel.

Holding the sword, Thranduil fell into memories... In his memory, his father seemed to have cast such a sword himself, but before it was finished, he responded to Gilgrad's call and led his men to forge such a sword. The subjects went to the battlefield - Orifel failed to return in the end, and the sword was completely forgotten in the cold corner of the ground.His father has always been dissatisfied with the sword made for him by the craftsmen in the palace. He wanted a sword that was completely suitable for him, and only he knew himself best, so the majestic king did not hesitate to take on the role of a blacksmith... Thranduil Touching this blunt sword with no gems and no scabbard with his fingertips, he couldn't help but start to wonder, if this sword can really be cast in time, can it help the former king on the battlefield and prevent his fall? ?

"Ada," Legolas tugged at his sleeve, "this is Grandpa's sword, isn't it?"

"The old king's sword," Fino who was nearby saw the sword in Thranduil's hand, raised a hand on his chest to show respect, "it's a pity that it didn't have time to play the role it should have on the battlefield. "

He actually thought the same as himself, Thranduil sighed.

"What's the matter, Ada?" Legolas asked, shaking his arm. "Don't you like this gift?"

"No, I like it very much, good boy, thank you for finding this sword for Ada," Thranduil gripped the hilt hard, with mixed emotions of sourness and joy in his heart, "You know what? Your grandfather was a particularly heroic and great king."

"Well, I've known for a long time," said the elf, sitting down beside his father, "although Ada rarely told Legolas about grandpa's deeds...how brave is grandpa?"

Thranduil didn't know how to speak for a while, but Fino who was at the side said, "Your Highness, your grandfather's most heroic battle was probably the battle during the Last Alliance..."

"Fino," the king scolded in a low voice, "how can you tell Legolas this!"

Fino looked at the angry and nervous Thranduil, then at the bewildered and curious Legolas, shrugged his shoulders with a smile, turned around and poured wine into the glass.Legolas knew a long time ago that he would never see his grandfather Orifel again, but he didn't understand what a terrible and dark war it was.

"Why can't I know, Ada?" Legolas asked, "I'm going to be as heroic as Grandpa and Ada!"

"Ada's little green leaf will definitely be stronger than Ada when it grows up, but I would rather..." Thranduil put down his sword, and lightly cupped the young son's cheek with his hand, "You know, Legolas? To prove that There is too much price to be paid for bravery."

"I'm not afraid!" There was a childish but firm expression in her unsophisticated blue eyes.

But I'm afraid... Thranduil would seldom make such a move in the presence of outsiders - he put his arms around the young son, letting the slender, seedling-like body gently lie in his arms.There may be reasons for human beings to envy or even envy the immortality of elves. Their lives are endless, and they will never be separated forever if they are bound together by the love of flesh and blood.Thranduil looked at the sword of Orifel, and prayed secretly in his heart, that Legolas would never have such a chance to prove his bravery.