[Lord of the Rings] Green Leaf's Blessing

Accompanied by the singing voice and the approaching figure, this night is enough to make everyone present unforgettable for life, and it has a particularly special meaning for Thranduil.When at last Legolas approached his father, he put his right hand on his chest and lowered his eyes in deep respect and love for his king, his father.The father's warm palm landed on his cheek, and it slid down gently, more slowly than any previous touch on the child——finally, the fingertips moved to the small and delicate chin, gently exerting strength, and gently lifting the son Their faces were facing each other, and the emotions in each other's eyes were deeply imprinted in each other's eyes - Thranduil leaned over and kissed his son's cheeks on both sides, sending his father's blessing and love.

According to the customs of the Great Greenwood, at each elf's coming-of-age ceremony, Naneth will use a silver comb to comb the child's hair and braid it into braids, which symbolizes that the child he loves has finally grown up, and also represents the deepest blessing and blessing. expectations for the future of the child.As the Green Leaf Prince of "The Birth of Hope", Legolas' situation is very rare and special. His Nana had given everything for him when he was born, and had to leave him. In the middle, Ada is busy taking care of the little baby. It is Ada who teaches him everything and accompanies the young elf to grow up. It is Ada who comforts the young child softly when he is sad and crying, shares with him when he is happy and excited, and silently supports him when he makes a decision. ... When the little elf gradually grew a head of brilliant golden hair, it was Ada who helped him comb the first locks in his life. Now, on this night that symbolizes his coming of age, his father's hands will once again hold his golden hair .

The maid came forward with the silver tray and presented the exquisite silver comb, on which the luster of tiny stars danced, reflecting into the eyes of the father and son.Legolas lowered his head lightly, turned his back to his father, opened his lips slightly, and sang softly to echo his companion's singing.With a smile in his eyes, the Elf King lightly adorned a strand of blond hair around his son's ear with one hand, and picked up a gleaming silver comb with the other—the combination of soft golden light and silver light made the most moving light of this night, every day After combing it, the soft golden hair moved silently in the dark night like a trickle, heading for the land of hope that they both longed for...

The blond hair spread out and gathered in his hands, and Thranduil had mixed feelings in his heart, and his braided hands even trembled imperceptibly—but Legolas sensed it immediately, because the hearts of father and son were This moment is tightly bound together.

He stretched out a hand backwards, and lightly tugged at the edge of his father's cloak, and the soft whispers in the singing voice fell on Thranduil's ears like a dream.

"Ada."

Even on a cold spring night, Thranduil could feel a warm current rising from his heart.His child, his favorite little green leaf, all the hope in his life, has finally grown up.As a father, he was so reluctant to let go and bid farewell to the innocent child in the past, but that whisper that hadn't changed over the years also reminded him, if the child never grows up, so what? Can you love your father better?

The proof that Prince Luye wanted was never just for himself.

Finally, Thranduil tied the hair behind the son's ears together and braided it, and then wrapped it with the silver thread sent by the maid to fix it. Then he placed his hands on his son's shoulders, turning him around with gentle force Come.

"Legolas, prince of green leaves in the great green forest, congratulations on finally ushering in this moment, may the gospel of the forest be with you forever, and the eternal starlight shine on you forever, I, Thranduil, your king and Father, keep you safe from darkness and shadows forever."

Legolas lowered his head, and although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he still stood obediently and silently, letting his father hold up the silver crown, and then gently and gently placed it on his head—the carefully carved hollow green leaf It fell on his ears just right, attracting more starlight to fall for it.

"I also hope that I can always solve problems for His Majesty the King, and make you feel proud and happy for me forever..."

Legolas said as he tiptoed lightly to kiss his father's cheek, and added softly the moment his lips parted: "Ada, I will always love you."

me too.Thranduil didn't speak, but the brilliance in his eyes said everything.

After the ceremony, there was a relaxed and joyful dinner. While singing brisk songs, the elves walked back and forth in the forest holding silver plates full of delicacies and barrels of wine.The previous solemnity and tranquility disappeared, replaced by the playfulness and laughter that the Silvans were always good at.Legolas wanted to ask Mythrandil about the seed, but the gray-robed wizard had just drank two cups before jumping into the dancing elves. The mortal-looking old man was laughing. He looked like a young man, and his gray hair was still clearly visible amidst the unusually tall elves.

He was very happy when the maid brought Legolas' favorite lemon pie, but he was more interested in the bucket of Dovein that was placed next to him. After the lid was lifted, the charming fragrance was refreshing , the unique atmosphere mixed with the night is already intoxicating.The naughty elf who used to be always looking for every opportunity to steal the wine in his father's glass, almost spat it out the first time, barely adapted to it the second time, the third time, the fourth time... Now he is fully grown Now, I also began to understand and understand why my father loves this fine wine so much.

"Ada, cheers, Ada!" The young elf was so happy, raising his glass to clink glasses with his father, probably because he could finally drink openly without being caught and scolded by his father.

"Legolas," Thranduil pressed his son's shoulders to calm him down, "Even if you're an adult, it doesn't mean you can drink casually! Especially since you're still a light drinker, it's easy to get drunk!"

While warning his son, Thranduil pointed out of the corner of his eye at Eman and the others who were toasting behind his son and wanted to come forward. The silent majesty immediately frightened everyone, including those who didn't know why. The Lin and Gu twins who can faintly smell danger.So everyone quickly reached a consensus, no matter how crazy you play, you must stay away from the father and son on the throne - except for one person.

"How can Legolas drink so badly?" The brown-haired elf leaped onto the oak platform lightly, without spilling the liquid in the cup, with a smile as usual on his lips, "He's your son. , Thranduil—ah, no, Your Majesty the King."

Thranduil glared at Fino fiercely, but Legolas was very happy that someone finally came to drink with him, and hurried forward with the wine glass, and the cheerful laughter of the two elves burst out at the same time amidst the crisp knocking sound , and then each of them raised their heads and drank the liquid in the cup in one gulp.

"Legolas, don't drink in such a hurry!" Thranduil said with a frown.

"Don't pay attention to him, Legolas, you Ada is feeling sorry for his Dovinin." Fino raised his eyebrows, "When he was your age, he didn't even know that he was in the old king's wine cellar. How many barrels of wine have you stolen!"

"Really, Ada?" Legolas turned around and asked, blushing already on his bright smile.

"Fino, you—"

"Okay, okay, Thranduil," Fino stepped forward and patted his old friend on the shoulder, "Today is your precious son's coming-of-age day, do you have to spoil the fun like this?" Then he turned his head Legolas, "Legolas, let me play a game with you, and the loser will be punished with alcohol, okay?"

"What game?" The young elf became interested.

Fino picked up a stone on the ground and explained while gesturing: "Did you see that beech? Bibi will see who can hit the most leaves, and whoever fails to hit the target will be punished with wine—"

"It's too simple!" Legolas pouted disapprovingly, and became more and more excited under the influence of alcohol, "The winner should drink! I will definitely win you, Fino!"

"What an arrogant elf kid, don't forget that I taught you all your archery skills!"

"The other half is taught by me." Thranduil stepped forward, stood between the two chattering elves, and looked at them with a sullen face, "So I want to participate too."

Because of Legolas' insistence, the rules of the game were modified according to his requirements, and only those who hit the target were eligible to drink—and even under the influence of alcohol, these three fighters, who could be regarded as the most powerful in the Great Green Forest, would not be able to drink. He almost didn't miss, even though Thranduil insisted on drinking a few cups for his son, Legolas still drank a lot. Gradually, his face turned completely red, and even the crown was tilted to one side.

"Ah, Ada, you cheated!" When Thranduil lightly pushed his son to make him miss the ball, Legolas turned his head and frowned and pursed his mouth in protest.

"Cheaters will be punished with alcohol!" Fino echoed from the side.

"No, I should be the one to drink it!" A pair of blue eyes were covered with mist, and even his steps were a little unsteady, but the young elf still stubbornly came forward to grab the wine glass in his father's hand, Thranduil was caught by his The appearance was amused, and he deliberately held the wine glass high so that his son could not reach it after dancing a few times.

Perhaps it was because of the fuss that the alcohol in his body accelerated its effects and effects. Legolas seemed dizzy after only a few jumps, and finally he couldn't stand still and leaned against his father's chest, obviously losing all his strength. But still unwilling to raise his head, he raised a trembling hand, wanting to fill the glass of wine.

"Ada... the wine... is mine..." The voice that could come out of the mouth was already vague, and after only a moment, the last struggle of the young elf quickly fell silent, his hands were hanging down, his face was lightly buried, only softness remained. His breathing echoed in his father's ears.

"Is this kid drunk now?" Fino shook Legolas' shoulder with a smile.

Thranduil also ignored him, and stuffed the wine glass in Fino's hand without any explanation, then picked up his son and jumped up a few steps, placed him on the wide and flat oak tree trunk, and looked at his sleeping bag. After a while, he took off his cloak and covered his son.

"What a competent and good father," Fino said with a smile when Thranduil jumped back to the original place, "Legolas is so happy, having Ada take care of him when he's drunk."

"Stop talking nonsense," Thranduil's eyes flashed with a faint threatening light, "Come on, bring me another three barrels of wine—don't run, Fino, stop!"

On the high place, Legolas slept peacefully, and the starlight fell on his rosy little face, helping him fall into a sweet dream.However, when he turned over inadvertently, his arm dropped, and a small object slipped from his cuff, only reflected the starlight for a while, and then fell completely and disappeared.

Because of this unintentional act, the mysterious seed given by the gray-robed wizard will be silent for many days in the dark, and will be temporarily forgotten by the green leaf prince until the moment when fate comes.