[LOTR＆HOBBIT Doujin][TL Dense Forest Father and Son] Wind Eye

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Thranduil's words were like a spell stripped of its form, its meaning was gone, only the voice remained, close, safe, and unquestionable.Legolas saw no reason to refuse.

His heart will not refuse.

He nodded, in a gesture of acceptance.Their cold war often presents a kind of excessive anger. When they approach each other in a subtle and self-evident way, even Lotial, who knows both father and son deeply, may find it difficult to understand. Ponder the emotions in it.

"Yes, adar." Legolas obeyed.

Thranduil stood up in satisfaction, his robe sleeves had the most gorgeous and bright patterns, which shone brightly in the candlelight, and the rustling sound outside the door had been ringing for a long time.

For all the good things, the merry Elves swarmed outside the closed door of the King of the Jungle's study, waiting for the conclusion of their mysterious meeting with their king and prince, like gems set in brilliant web pipes.They only dared to use their heels and longbows to knock out such urgent invitations in a playful way.

Thranduil glanced outside the door and said, "Go, you are the star tonight." He smiled.

Legolas argued, "No, I am only one of them, and such an honor should belong to everyone."

Thranduil smiled noncommittally, and said nothing.

But Legolas soon got a taste of what was behind his father's meaningful smile.

Those girls, those girls with white skirts and soft faces, are like a herd of deer, like surging water, and like flowers, swaying their enthusiasm happily and freely.But the luminous body stared at by those passionate eyes is not outstanding in battle, and the innocent heart can only accommodate that handsome face and tall figure.

The young prince is dizzy in it, and the girls are even more fascinated by the "lovely shyness".

They all seemed to forget that he was still a minor elf, and saw him as a warrior.Even Tauriel, who worked with him, was enthusiastic about it.

"Your Highness Legolas, I'm really glad to see you again!" the girl shouted with a smile on her face.

"Hey, Tauriel, aren't you even on my side?!" Legolas was overwhelmed.

When they were at the border, they only called each other names, but when they came back here, there seemed to be a lot of red tape between the two of them.It is true that the Jungle Elves are lively and uninhibited, and their respect for their royal family is also sincere.

The girls surrounded the soldiers and offered their most sincere blessings.

And Thranduil just smiled.

Legolas stretched out his left and right, pulled him out of the high and low piles of wine cups pouring towards him with one hand, and placed him at the side of the long table. Zaoci, just watched eagerly with a smile on his face.

"I'm not old enough to drink!" Legolas complained, sitting on a chair.

Thranduil laughed, and said to him, "You haven't, Legolas, but I'll wager you've tasted it, whether I let it or not."

Instinctively, Legolas wanted to deny the argument, but finally stopped silently.

"I won't limit you to this, and I think it's stupid to need an age limit to taste good wine." Thranduil shook his high-heeled wine glass, and the golden yellow wine filled with rich foam splashed in the air The liquid is different, refracting the color of moonlight like gems.

"A toast to the fine wine." Thranduil held his glass self-consciously, and lightly touched the transparent wine glass in front of Legolas, making a clear jingle.

Legolas froze for a moment, he looked up at Thranduil, who smiled at him.

"I see you only intend to make a fool of me," said Legolas displeased.

"No, I have no such plan." Thranduil said. "Is it any good for me to embarrass you?"

It's just a little bit of evil in your heart, Legolas thought.

"I just don't like to restrain people that much." He spread his hands.

He seemed to mean something, meant something, and had bad intentions... Legolas snorted after being squeezed with a gun and a stick.He picked up the glass of fine wine specially prepared for him in front of him, which symbolized victory, and took a deep breath.

"To this fine wine."

This beautiful, bright moonlit night.