end of time

The satin-like blond hair hangs down, with a luster more beautiful than the sun.He tilted his head, leaning against the tree trunk and fell asleep soundly.Those icy blue eyes closed peacefully, without the usual overly sharp aura, a little more inexplicably pure and soft, still shockingly beautiful.The docile big-horned deer was lying beside its owner, silently, staring at Lucinda with its big black and beautiful eyes without blinking.

He fell asleep, did he just fall asleep like this?

Is really too tired.

After the war, he vigorously rectified the military affairs in the west and appeased the infested forest. In just one day, she couldn't think of how to do it.

No matter how powerful he is, there will be times when he wants to rest for a while, but this is probably not a time he would like to choose.

This place is indeed a good place for healing and self-cultivation. It condenses his spiritual power, and Yuantalin under the warm winter sun.

Even if it's just for a little while.

Although the mood was complicated, she was really relieved.

The ignorant little bird was stunned by the rare beauty, flapped its wings dizzily and flew to the tree, almost bumping headfirst into the branch.The squirrel shyly put a handful of nuts in front of the big horned deer, covered its face and rushed into the woods.

And the protector of this forest, His Highness Thranduil, still fell asleep unconsciously, and the sunlight of the same color as his hair weaved a blurred dream in the forest.

She stared at Shen Yanshu between his brows in a daze, and couldn't help but wonder if there was his hometown, Menegroth, in that dream?

Just such a dazed effort, the sleeping elf has quietly woken up.

Thick and long eyelashes slowly rolled up, and the ice-blue eyes could not hide the cold fury and deep pain.However, when he looked at her gloomyly from the silver robe to the dark green forest to the elf in front of him, all the emotions in those eyes dissipated immediately, and turned into a rare daze and confusion.His consciousness seemed to be still in his sleep. Looking at the red-haired elf who appeared suddenly, he stretched out his arms slowly in disbelief, and gently touched the pair of blue eyes, little by little, with doubts. and puzzled.

Why is she in front of him again?Or is he still dreaming?

Lucinda was also stunned, and stared at him dumbly, unable to recover for a long time.

Fingering is the real touch, with the temperature of life.The big horned deer stood beside him, shook its beautiful horns, and stood up.

Temperature, elves, elk.

His fingertips froze, ignorance and confusion finally faded from the ice blue,

He remembered the dreams he had caught off guard in his weary sleep.She held the silver bow high, her long hair fluttering like silk in the blood, facing thousands of orcs alone, he watched from afar, his heart suddenly tightened at that moment...

The dream was real and cruel, so real that he thought it was an illusion when he saw the reality at this moment.

A slight warm color appeared in those cold eyes, and he looked at her, unable to look away.

He finally knew where his inexplicable anger came from.

It's all this fire, this fire.

He was almost mad at her.

Seeing her being careless on the battlefield, he really wanted to kill her.

Seeing her pleading face and tears welling in her eyes, he couldn't bear to reprimand her again.

Seeing her sitting there with a pale face and not eating anything, he couldn't help being upset again.

He couldn't remember when her figure began to be engraved on his heart. He didn't know when there would be an elf who would make him angry repeatedly but he was helpless. He was troubled because he couldn't sort out his inexplicable emotions, just like that A drunken word from her in a daze at night easily turned his cold and indifferent heart upside down.When he opened his eyes and saw her in front of him, ecstasy almost instantly swept through his whole body.He stared at her intently, her hair was so gorgeous in the sun that it seemed to be burning, with a light layer of warm gold, like the most beautiful dream that she fell into when she was deeply intoxicated.Her blue eyes were fresh and green, full of the most brilliant colors of spring.Red flames, green eyes.Dotted with snow-white complexion, that dazzling, that dazzling, entered his soul from this moment.

So he couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch the brilliance that was better than the spring. In this cold winter where the snow had not disappeared, and in this afternoon with chaotic lights and shadows, he suddenly felt that he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

Lucinda looked hesitantly at those turbulent eyes, not sure if she had ever seen real infatuation and tenderness in them.

"Your Highness"

He frowned slightly, and gently pressed his thumb against the slightly parted pink lips, shaking his head to signal her to be quiet.The slender fingers traced the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, across her beautiful and delicate cheeks, outlined the shape of her small and pointed ears, penetrated into the thick red hair, and suddenly exerted a slight force.

What fell leisurely was the last withered yellow leaf, what blended with each other was the dark silver and snow-white clothes, and what intertwined with each other was the crimson and pure gold hair.Under the Yuanta tree that has seen thousands of years, the most beautiful and favorite life of Iluvita is embracing each other.

The big horned deer glanced back, and walked out of the forest with graceful steps.

That annoying, vile, nasty flame was completely in his arms.

The perfect mask, wordless evasion, and calm emotions all collapsed in the end.

The beautiful and thin lips, the moist and elegant lips, touch each other, twist and rub, with long-lasting warmth and deep feelings.The same long and unsteady breath, the same fast and powerful heartbeat.It is a kind of nostalgia that cannot be fully expressed by any elf or human language, as if their endless lives and immortal souls, no matter what distance, time and space, they will be attracted and loved involuntarily, be guarded.

The same tightly closed eyes, the same trembling long eyelashes, are they unwilling to stare at the too dazzling light, or are they unwilling to let go of the merciless passage of time?

When the ice blue and blue color flashed at the same time at that moment, it was like the purest blue lake on the earth reflecting the most beautiful sky, reflecting each other's figure forever.

"You are always like this...to my surprise..." He pressed against her forehead, his deep and hoarse voice was still faintly tired, like a small brush, brushing her heart, little by little. quivered.

"Sorry for disturbing Your Highness's sleep..." The mottled light and shadow of the dense forest hung down, and her voice was as clear and windy as ever.

He smiled lowly, but so what, she had already paid the price, the price of making him quite satisfied.

The archers in the valley and Alves were still waiting patiently. They didn't wait for Lucinda, but they saw a tall deer coming out of the forest.

The sharp-eyed elf recognized it from a distance: "Hey, isn't that His Highness's mount?"

This creature, as proud and reserved as its master, walked up to the soldiers with calm and graceful steps, glanced slightly, and saw the elf it was most familiar with.

The war horses subconsciously took a step back. Seeing the deer looking straight at him, Alves naturally rode forward.The soldiers were surprised to see that their deputy commander lowered his head, and the big horned deer casually whispered something in his ear.

"Hey, you lost the bet. I said that Lucinda is an actionist, and she will do it sooner or later."

Alves' inexplicable smirk made the soldiers look at each other, but the next moment, they were shocked to see an even more unbelievable scene.The elegant and tall deer rolled its eyes in disdain in front of all the elves, shook its horns even more triumphantly, and barked a few times in a low voice.

Then, the soldiers heard the deputy commander's extremely clear, extremely frightening shout.

"What what? What did you say? It's Your Highness! Get Lucy done first?"