[The Hobbit Lord of the Rings] Gamble

It's such a magical feeling.

Act Five

The next period of time may be the happiest period in the long life of Antal and Thranduil.

For the first time, the Elf King didn't go around looking for trouble with orcs, but stayed at home with his wife at ease.

He witnessed the gradual bulge of Antal's abdomen from flatness, and felt the fetus from calm to more and more frequent activities.

He always remembers the first time he felt a child move.

The heart that has always felt unreal is completely at ease at this moment.

Yes, until this time, he was really sure that he had a child.

The pregnancy period of elves is about one year, and the child is conceived in spring. If there is no accident, the new life will also be born in spring.

So as the winter chill fades away, the Woodland Kingdom gets busy with the Queen's birth.

At that time, it was very close to the delivery date, and the medical officer elves also moved to the place closest to the tower so that they could be on call at any time.However, at this moment, the peaceful life like an illusion was broken again.

In early spring, business affairs are always very busy.

When Antal went to bed that day, the underground palace was still brightly lit.

It's not new for the Elven King to deal with urgent military affairs all night, so she didn't wait for him and went to bed first.

While sleeping drowsily, she felt the slightly icy body of the Elf King hugging her, and he whispered in her ear, "I'm going to war soon."

Antar's mind was not clear just after waking up, she moved in the arms of the Elf King, looking for a more comfortable position, "Is it because of the orcs again?"

The arms holding him tightened slightly, and Thranduil's voice sounded after a while, "The dragon from the north has attacked Lothlorien. If you don't drive him back, he will come to Mirkwood in a short time."

Dragons of the North?

Antar was more than half awake in an instant.

This is no joke, sometimes a dragon can destroy a village or even a country.

What the hell is going on with him?

In fact, Elrond said that he was also responsible for this matter.

Originally, this dragon was harassing my mother-in-law's territory, and I should solve it myself, the son-in-law, both emotionally and rationally.But who would have thought that he just mentioned this matter to his old friend accidentally, and his old friend asked about the location of the dragon's attack, and he answered a place name unintentionally, and then the elf king made a decisive decision immediately. Decided to send troops to support.

Where is that?

That place is called Karas Galadon.

Leaving aside the tongue-twisting name, Roslorien is considered a village.

But this place, for the Elf King, is definitely a place full of memories.

Antar felt that Thranduil was not a nosy person, so she asked Paturan why the Elven King wanted to kill the dragon that harassed Lothlorian.

Although the official explanation given to her by the Elf King himself was to prepare for the dragon's attack, her intuition made her feel that things were not that simple.

Isn't this nonsense? King Thranduil of the Mirkwood is notoriously not meddling with other people's business. He certainly wouldn't be so kind to slaughter the evil dragon with a very low possibility of intrusion.

When Antal went to ask, Paturan was actually a little puzzled by the king's dispatch of troops this time.

After all, after so many years, he almost forgot the relationship between Rose Llorian and his own king, but when he heard of Calas Galadon, he immediately thought of Doris.

That's right, the hometown of this unlucky queen-to-be is the city of trees in Rosslorian, Calas Galadon.

She was born and raised there, her parents and relatives also lived there, and when the king fell in love with her, besides Rivendell, that's where she went the most.

Paturan felt that he probably knew why, but after considering the pros and cons, he decided it was better not to tell the queen about Doris.

It's not good to affect their relationship as husband and wife.

Therefore, under the suspicious gaze of the queen, he still bit the bullet and said he knew nothing.

After only a few days of preparation, Thranduil led the mighty army to the north.

Antar had no way to go with him this time, so he could only be sent to the edge of the jungle.

He has fought many times, but for some reason, this time, Antal has a feeling that he may say goodbye forever.

It's really unlucky.

Antal snorted twice to himself.

However, the elves' sixth sense is sometimes very accurate.

It wasn't long before Thranduil left, and at dusk one day, Antal suddenly felt heart palpitations, and the intense anxiety was followed by severe abdominal pain.

That kind of pain hurts all over her body. She wanted to maintain her usual indifference and calmness, but her reason was defeated by the severe pain.

Fortunately, these few days, the medical officer elves have been by her side. Seeing their queen suddenly covering her abdomen with a painful expression, they immediately began to prepare step by step to deliver the little prince or princess who was about to be born.

At dusk that day, it was also the last moment for the Elf King on the battlefield to fight against the evil dragon.

The sincerity of this battle made him suffer a lot. The delicate face of this middle-earth flower was damaged beyond recognition by the flames and sharp claws, and there were bone-piercing scars everywhere on his body.

The end of the difficult dragon slaying is a miserable victory.

As soon as he left the battlefield, he was carried to Rivendell by his men.

That's why Ashley always thought the wood elves were more savage.

Compared with other elf kingdoms, the green forest elves are relatively scarce in supplies, and their medical treatment is even more backward, especially the elf king, who is cold and arrogant, and his mouth is like his sword.

But they had to be saved.

Ashley could only curse in his heart that he deserved it, and then started to work with his lord.

It was still late at night when Paturan led his king into the territory of Eldron. The black-haired lord hurriedly got up from his sleep and led his men to start emergency treatment.

Ashley and Patulan stood guard outside the room, and waited until the night fell again from the day when the sky turned white, only to see King Elrond leaving the room wearily.

Patulan was also injured. Seeing that his king had survived, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and he fell to the ground as soon as his legs gave way.

Ashley was startled, grabbed him, frowned and dragged him to another empty room.

Are the elves in the Black Forest so uneasy!

Just when he was complaining about the dark forest in his heart, Lindir was also helpless in the face of a baby.

That's right, this baby was also sent from the Mirk Forest. Not long after she was born, when her mother took her back to her natal home, she was attacked by half-orcs. When the elf guards patrolled and found them, her mother She had already died, and she was also dying, so she was sent to Rivendell by her father for treatment.

It's just that before the elf warrior had time to pick up his recovered daughter, he went to the battlefield with his king and died under the flames of the dragon.

For this elf child who had become an orphan, Lin Dier said that he didn't know how to deal with it. After thinking about it, he took the child and went to Ashley, hoping that his boss would give him some advice.

Here, after rolling his eyes and settling Paturan, Ashley remembered that his lord had explained that the Elven King was not completely out of danger, and he needed to keep an eye on his physical condition.

He glanced at Paturan who had fallen asleep, gently closed the door, turned around and went to Thranduil's room.

The young elf king was in a deep sleep at this time, with half of his face covered by bandages.Although Elrond tried his best and used the best medicine to overdraw his magic power, the faint blood coming out of the bandage still showed how serious the master's injury was.

Ashley spread out his palm and placed it on top of Thranduil's forehead, mentally feeling his vital signs.

Well, it's okay, I won't die for a while.

Ashley was relieved for the time being, even if he didn't like Thranduil anymore, he wouldn't want his daughter to be widowed at a young age.

He covered the Elf King with a quilt, and wanted to leave the room and let him rest quietly.

But before he could move his footsteps, he heard a rush of footsteps outside, and then a scream of surprise came from the room where Paturan was lying next to him.

Ashley instinctively ran to the door and wanted to close it, but he didn't expect Patulan to move so fast, without waiting for his reaction, he rushed in grabbing a piece of parchment.

"My lord, His Highness the Prince has been born."

The sleeping Elf King was awakened by the excited herald, and the pain in his wound made him let out a low □□ involuntarily.But the news brought by Paturan was really exciting. The elf king who woke up was filled with strange joy in an instant, and the corners of his lips curled up with effort.

Paturan passed the letter to the elf king who couldn't get up, and his face was also full of joy.

The Woodland Kingdom can be said to be a single-line succession. The elves in the entire kingdom should be very happy when their king has a crown prince.

Ashley still wanted to close the door, and stood by the door in a daze, until Lindir came to him with the baby in his arms, but he didn't react.

New life is born at dawn.

After a night of pain, in the morning light, Antar finally watched the medical officer Elf carefully put the little prince by his pillow.She looked at her son, whose skin was still wrinkled and whose eyes were closed, like a mortal, with such joy.

This is the son of the Elf King Thranduil, the prince of Mirkwood.

She then asked her servants to repair the book and send it to the Elf King who has not yet returned.

When the attendants rushed to the battlefield, the battle had already ended, and the corpses all over the place