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

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The return of the prince is a big event for the entire Mirkwood, and they are no longer worried about the safety of the heir of the jungle—although it is too early to say that it is too early to plan for a rainy day, they also believe that there is no relationship between the king and the prince The rumors of peace and harmony are completely groundless, and the above are just the talk of the elves who seem to be acting as if they are acting on their behalf after dinner.

What is really closely related to them is that, counting, their princely highness is about to reach the age of adulthood.

Coming of age for an elf means not only being completely out of childhood, taking on the responsibilities of being an elf, unprotected and uncontrollable, but also, that a elf will appear in his life, and he will be acquainted with The predestined love in eternal life enters into a contract with each other, sharing each other's housing, food, and supreme love.

This is the logical fate of every elf, and they deserve God's blessing on love.

But this has not yet been seen in their prince. This may be due to his character, or they just don't know it.However, regardless of status and wealth, everyone will be proud to conclude a marriage contract with the royal family.

"For your coming-of-age ceremony, who do you want to invite for the first dance?" Lodial opened the heavy curtain with a smile so that the light could penetrate every corner of the room.

"Lotial, what does this mean?" Legolas frowned and turned to look at her suspiciously.

Lotia paused for a moment before realizing that no one taught him this. He could use a bow, use a knife, and run between branches, but no one taught him how to invite the girl he likes and how to express his love decently. Mind you, those careless elf guards don't know this, and Thranduil may not have noticed this at all.

Lotial's heart softened. She had not performed the duty of teaching her instead of his mother for a long time. She said softly, "His Royal Highness, listen to me, the person to be invited to the opening dance is your future engagement object."

Legolas froze.He blinked, blushing silently and lowered his head.

"This is not something to be ashamed of. I think the girl you like must also like you." The female elf patted his shoulder, encouraging him to express his love to him.

"Is it necessary?" Legolas asked softly.

Lothial thought for a while, "I think so." She recalled that when she was a girl, she gave Palton her first dance, and the other party's dance also belonged to her, although for various reasons they They were not married, but they were engaged. After so many years, both parties felt that there was no rush.

When everything settles down, there may be more room to consider this matter.

Legolas nodded thoughtfully.

"Good boy." Lotial smiled gratifiedly. She wanted to touch his head as usual, but found that the gentle and enthusiastic child under her knee had grown taller than her, and he had already Leaving her protection, she is about to face the stormy waves of a long life.But no matter what, he will always be her elf.

The door of Thranduil's bedroom was knocked open, Legolas pushed open a small crack, and asked softly, "Adar, can I come in?"

Thranduil put down his flower scissors, "Yes, you can come in." He turned to look at the elf standing in front of him, who was standing awkwardly, "Have you encountered any troubles, my son?"

"A coming-of-age ceremony..."

"Yes, I know about it," Thranduil said, "You don't need to pay too much attention to the preparations, after all, there is no possibility of Mirkwood falling behind."

Thranduil has seen all the preparatory activities. In his opinion, this matter is natural. He may not have expected that the father-son relationship between them will come to this day, but when this moment comes, he is also at ease accepted everything.

"No, I mean..." Legolas seemed to be enduring great shame, "I couldn't do my first dance!"

Thranduil raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

"I can't do my first dance!" cried Legolas, blushing.

As for Thranduil, his expression didn't change much, he just tilted his head and looked at him wordlessly, examining everything, and he didn't need to say it himself.

He was afraid to see even a little bit of dissatisfaction in Thranduil's eyes. Thranduil probably didn't like to talk to his son who was not close to him, he thought.