end of time

"Ellen, your Doveyning tastes really good, it hasn't deteriorated at all."

"Your Majesty's praise." General Allen said with a smile.

"Ada, don't drink too much." Thranduil on the lower left said.There were several silver pots of wine in front of him, but no one knew the king's drinking capacity better than him.

"What your highness said is, your majesty, no matter how good the wine is, it can hurt your health." What's more, your own drinking capacity is so bad.Ellen turned his head to raise his glass to Thranduil, his eyes narrowed with a smile, "Your Highness, it's quite a lot, drinking more will do no harm."

"You guys..." King Olofer shook his head helplessly, knowing that his drinking capacity was disliked.

His highness with blond hair, blue eyes and cold complexion has actually drank more than all the elves, and the waiter serving wine has already taken several shifts.

What was rare was that his expression did not change at all, he raised his glass to respect the most famous general in the kingdom, and praised his fine wine with a polite smile on the corner of his lips.

Seeing the young prince's extremely cold and handsome face and upright posture, Ellen couldn't help admiring secretly in his heart.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, Ada, I'm sorry I'm late." A clear and elegant voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

Ellen frowned: "Is it Lucinda? Where did you go!"

Thranduy stopped holding the cup, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the door of the hall.

The moment the door opened, light that wasn't too strong poured in.A female elf with red hair and white clothes came lightly.

Her attire is simple and elegant, her rare clear blue eyes are shining brightly, and her fresh and clean face is like the bright sunshine in the forest.

She walked to the center of the hall, performing the noblest and most formal etiquette.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, ada, please forgive my rudeness."

Lucinda's eyes visibly changed as she turned her head to salute him.Thranduy drank another cup, with a slight sneer on his lips.

"Lucinda, daughter of the forest. The last time I saw you you were a little girl with a head full of flames. Weeping in your ada's arms." The king's laughter showed his good mood and respect The tolerance of the elf, "The most beautiful forest daughter in the southeast of the green forest should have a hearty and enthusiastic temperament. Come and sit next to your ada, and have a drink with me."

In that instant, Lucinda fell in love with the king.She somewhat understood the reason why the king and ada became best friends.Both of them have a trait that makes her feel warm: tall, hearty, and generous.

However, the king did not drink the wine that Lucinda toasted all day.He hadn't seen Ellen for thousands of years, and he had no restraint when he sat down to drink. However, he had a limited amount of alcohol, so he and Thranduy took it away without a word after Ellen's persuasion Sighed in the move of the wine glass on his desk.

"Forget it. You can drink Lucinda's glass of wine for me, Thranduy."

The beautiful red-haired elf raised her wine glass and faced the magnificent prince opposite her, feeling suddenly breathless.

"Your Highness is welcome to come to my house as a guest." She was a little afraid to look at those deep eyes that seemed to pierce her heart. Before Thranduy could raise her glass, she raised her neck and swallowed the warm wine in one gulp. Suddenly, I felt my stomach was on fire, and I coughed in a low voice.

The king seated there beamed and said, "Ai Erlun, your little girl's drinking capacity is not up to you."

The old god Ellen in the lower right seat was there, and said with a smile: "Isn't it? Your Highness doesn't drink as much as His Majesty does."

Olofer was at a loss for words, and sighed again when he saw this tricky old friend who hadn't seen him for a thousand years and was still unwilling to take advantage of everything.

"This is not the way to drink wine." Thranduy's voice was always low.The slender fingers held up the wine glass, and the rim of the jade white glass lightly touched the cool and light-colored lips. The wine exuding the fragrance of ice grapes slowly entered the mouth, and the light and slightly sweet fragrance lingered on the tip of the tongue.

The cool liquor enters the body slowly along the mouthpiece, and the wonderful warmth spreads to the limbs and bones.The prince slightly closed his eyes to savor the taste of the wine. His long eyelashes lay peacefully on his porcelain-like skin, and the sunlight of the same color as his hair gently shone on his face, reducing his laziness, casualness, and self-imposed arrogance. His imposing manner softened a bit the harsh lines of the handsome facial features themselves.The beautiful face and peaceful expression showed a thrilling beauty.

The ensemble of the harp and flute stopped, and all the elves including Orofer Allen couldn't help being stunned for a few seconds.In the end, His Majesty the King spoke half proudly and half amusedly: "Tharanduil, when are you going to drink this glass of wine?"

The wonderful and dreamy atmosphere was instantly broken.

The handsome and peerless prince's long black eyelashes slowly rolled up, and his ice blue eyes, which were as cold as polar regions, glanced around indifferently under the thick eyebrows.

The ensemble of harp and flute sounded again, and only the first few slightly chaotic notes made Lucinda wonder whether the elf who played the harp and flute had been in a dazed state like her before.

But equally, and even faster, Lucinda was the first to recover the moment he saw his eyes open.He is not a soft and safe beauty.When those extremely beautiful and profound eyes looked over indifferently, no one could deny that this young prince Thranduil, who helped his father establish the Great Greenwood Kingdom, was more suitable to be born than a beauty. King.

The future King of Thranduil.

Lucinda said frankly: "Thank you Your Highness, I have been taught." She picked up the glass again, drank the wine slowly like a prince, savored it carefully, and sighed: "It really is a different enjoyment."

The king and Ellen laughed loudly.

Before the wine was half drunk, Olofer took Ellen and left the banquet without leaving a word.He only laughed and said to let the juniors relax by themselves, and entered the dense forest with the general for a long talk.

The two elves seemed to be walking at ease, but the sharp-eyed Lucinda did not ignore the slight depression of the king's brow and the flash of solemnity on his father's face.

Looking at Thranduil on the opposite side, his expression was as usual, as if he was not affected at all.

As a courtier and also the master of this place, Lucinda should stay to entertain this highness who seems not to leave the table, out of reason.

In fact she did.However, looking at the prince who was quietly drinking alone but she didn't know how to talk to him, she couldn't help but secretly wished that her brother was here.

Bored and embarrassed, she picked up the silver jug ​​and poured herself a glass. She sipped the fine wine and decided to learn how to enjoy it.

The melody of the harp is low and gentle, and the sound of the flute is melodious and crisp.His Highness in silver robes was leaning halfway on the seat, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he was drinking the fine wine cup by cup, feeling extremely at ease.

The red-haired elf, who drank a lot because of the mellowness of the wine, supported his hot face with his hands, trying hard to distinguish the expression on the face of the blond prince who was drinking himself, but found that he couldn't do anything.

"I forgot to tell you, this drink has a strong aftertaste. An elf like you who can drink less than my father had better not drink too much." The voice of His Royal Highness the blond came to his ears leisurely, almost instantly annoyed The blue-eyed elf.

She supported the table and stood up, still holding the wine jug in her left hand, and staggered away from the banquet to question the prince opposite who she thought was a little too much.

The hem of the white dress dragged straight to the ground, and the last words of General Ellen's only daughter, Miss Lucinda, before she tripped over her skirt were: "You...you...why...didn't you say it earlier? "

The blond prince drank the remaining wine in the glass alone, and then leisurely said to the blushing maid beside him, "Send Miss Lucinda back to her room."

Glancing at the drunk and unconscious elf on the ground, thinking of how stupid she was tripping over her skirt, she couldn't bear it anymore: "Change her into ordinary clothes!"