[Lord of the Rings] Green Leaf's Blessing

Legolas leaped lightly from the tree trunk, barely making a sound as his booted feet touched the ground—but he immediately cried out in pain as the wind frizzed his long hair , tightly wrapped around a protruding branch.

"Another failure." A faint tone sounded, from the black-haired elf standing not far away, that was their teacher and their chief - the captain of the northern guard, Kahes.

On the other side, the friends of His Royal Highness were already laughing together.

"Come and help me untie it!" Legolas couldn't help standing on his tiptoes to relieve the pain caused by the hair being pulled by the branches. He had already thrown the bow and arrow aside, and raised his hands above his head in a comical way. , Angrily, he went to deal with the damn branch.

The novelty when he first arrived in the northern border has been gradually replaced by the boring and monotonous training fatigue. On the way here, Legolas always hoped that the new chief would be as fair and just as Fino, and he would not treat the prince as a prince. Himself, in fact, the black-haired officer did exactly that.Compared with Fino, Kachs is more severe and demanding.

When Eman finally rescued Legolas from the branch, Legolas looked at his captain with some fear, and there was a hint of grievance and dissatisfaction in his clear blue eyes.

Compared with other places within the border, the forests in the northern border are thicker and gloomy, and the trees are taller and taller. The branches of each other are intricately intertwined, making it easier to hide strategically, but at the same time increasing the difficulty of attacking.Kachs asked them to walk through the densely packed branches with a big bow, simulating the state of attack-this is very difficult, in such a narrow space, either the bow hit the branch or the corner of the clothes was hooked and torn , and Legolas was about to complete this task perfectly, but lost to his beautiful blond hair at the last minute.

"Legolas," Kaches calmly called the prince's name, folded his arms, "do you seem to have something to say?"

"I don't think..." Legolas said while stroking his sore scalp, "it's not necessary to let the hair out completely. If I braid it and hold a long hair in place, it won't..."

There was a slight flicker in Kachs' eyes, which made Legolas stop talking.That's right, before the training started, the captain had already explained why they were asked to let their hair loose, and they had to ensure that they could pass through these dense forest obstacles lightly in any state.

"Practice again, Legolas." The captain ordered softly.

"But the wind is so strong now..."

"You guess the Orcs choose to fight when there's no wind, huh? You think the wind is hindering you then it must be hindering you, try to make it your friend instead of your enemy, Legolas."

That day was called a "dark day" by all the young elves who participated in the training. When the night finally fell again, they all had abrasions to varying degrees. Among them, Paian was the most unlucky, and fell from the tree , so that now he walks with a limp, and Legolas himself is not much better, his forehead is swollen, and a small piece of skin has been worn off the tip of his right ear.

"Is there a mistake?" Peerne continued to complain when they returned to the camp for dinner. "I can't bear it if it's like this tomorrow!"

"I told you a long time ago that Master Kahes is difficult to deal with," Eman smiled softly, "but don't worry, Payne, I promised that your brother will take good care of you."

"Really?" Payne gave him a sharp look, "but you seemed to laugh the loudest when I fell out of the tree! I really hate this place, gloomy and dark and a fierce Commander...Speaking of which, if His Majesty the King knows what kind of abuse his precious son is suffering, Captain Captain will definitely die!"

Legolas took a bite of the food in his hand, chewed it carefully and said, "That's not necessarily true. Adar is as strict and demanding as the captain when he guides me in archery, but..."

"However, if I see you injured, I will make a fuss and be anxious to death, distressed to death, and worried to death." Payne finished for him.

Legolas said nothing, just smiled.

At night they sleep in the trees, although there are elves who watch in shifts, but they still can't relax completely: they can't take off their coats, keep their bows and arrows by their side, and can't sleep too deep and ignore the wind and grass at night.Rugged tree trunks are more uncomfortable than soft grass, not to mention the comfortable big bed when he was at home.But Legolas didn't complain, everything was new to him, and while it didn't necessarily make him happy, it helped sharpen him into a true warrior.After all, when he stayed in the palace guard, he lacked such vigilance and sense of urgency because he went deep into the kingdom, and his father always protected and cared for him intentionally or unintentionally, which made him feel that he was just wearing a beautiful team uniform , leisurely like a short-distance traveler near the palace.

But now, the real warrior-like experience begins, he is no longer the silly kid who knows nothing beside Ada, he will gladly accept all the training that makes him grow, and get great satisfaction and pride from it.Of course he didn't do it just for himself...

"Good night, Ada." He looked at the stars between the trees and said softly, falling asleep like this.

The next day, when Legolas began his heavy training again, his father, as always, was buried in numerous official documents.Thranduil found it difficult for him to concentrate on government affairs recently, and he couldn't help but think of the young elf who was in the north now.Will His Royal Highness, who has always been pampered, adapt to such a military life?Is he sleeping well, eating well, losing weight?When he suffers setbacks, will that little mouth pouted unconsciously as usual?

Thranduil sighed.He knew that Kachs would take good care of Legolas for him. This subordinate of his was known for being impartial and selfless. Only Randall can safely hand over the most restless northern border to him.Since discovering that half-orcs were roaming the border ten years ago, Kahes has strengthened the management of the northern border, and he has been strict to his subordinates to the point of harshness.

Will Little Green Leaf complain that her chief is too strict?From a certain point of view, even Thranduil himself believed that such sternness was indispensable, otherwise when the danger really came, how would an unprepared warrior deal with it?However, from another perspective, he is also very worried about him. Such worries are not limited to the potential dangers in the northern border, but have penetrated into every aspect of his son's daily life.Fino is right, as a father, he can't really feel at ease with his children.

There was a burst of hearty laughter not far away, followed by a perfunctory knock on the door, and before Thranduil could respond to the figure, he walked in.

"I hope you barged in like this because you brought me good news, Fino." Thranduil frowned and put down the quill.

"Whether it's good news remains to be confirmed, Your Majesty the King," Fino bowed seriously, "Besides, I have already knocked on the door."

"What's the matter?"

"The letter from the north, Your Majesty, my subordinates just received it," Fino said, stepping forward and presenting the letter in his hand to Thranduil, "Quickly open it and have a look, it might be related to your It's about the little green leaf."

Thranduil opened the seal as calmly as possible, read the letter in his hand, and only quietly heaved a sigh of relief when he confirmed that the news was not bad.

"The caravan from Long Lake seeks protection," Thranduil put down the letter in his hand as he said, "I hope I can send troops to escort them all the way south. A few months ago, before they crossed the border, they were attacked by half-orcs. The attacks and robberies are probably out of fear, these always shrewd businessmen would rather suffer a loss and pay more to ensure safety..."

"Thank me, Thranduil, I really brought you good news!" Fino's laughter interrupted him.

Thranduil raised his eyelids, looking at him half puzzled and half annoyed.

"My friend, you shouldn't be looking like this. Isn't this a good opportunity? Bring some men from the Northern Patrol... Well, what about Legolas? In this way, he can go home without waiting until the end of three months."

Thranduil looked at the letter again and thought for a long time, then admitted that he couldn't refute Fino's words, and he even pursed the corners of his lips inadvertently.

"Write them back and say we are willing to offer asylum."