[Lord of the Rings] Dragon and Elf King

Thorin, the grandson of King Sol of the Mountain Kingdom, and the legitimate successor of Iruber.Oak Shield passed away.

The news made Thranduil look up from behind the desk.

Apart from his original purpose of sending Tauriel to Iruber this time, Thranduil still had some selfish motives.After all, Tauriel was the elf he loved for hundreds of years. According to the elf's age, she was still very young, and she was as energetic as all the Silvans.Thranduil didn't want to see her depressed, so he thought of finding something for her to do.

To get in touch with dwarves, you can choose anyone. Tauriel has a lively personality but is not meticulous enough, so he was not a good candidate in the first place.But just because she once saved a dwarf, those dwarves should not be so defensive towards her, and since the dwarf named Kili died in the Battle of the Five Armies, she was found by Legolas and brought back The royal palace always had a gloomy face, and it was a mission so that she would not have time to think about it. Thranduil didn't want to see the girl he had loved for hundreds of years defeated by sadness, so he simply sent her out so that she would not have time to think about it. It's easy to have troubles if you are idle in the palace and think about things all day long.

But he didn't expect that she would bring him very bad news before she went out for two days.

He glanced at Jiao Lading, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, who had lifted up her skirt to expose her white and beautiful thighs, and felt that the news seemed to be entirely As he expected.He had a hunch that this... was just the beginning.

Jiao Lating, who was eating happily, immediately put down the meat that was going to be stuffed into his mouth when he heard the news, and threw it into the white porcelain plate casually.Then he stuck out his tongue and licked his finger with some juice sticking to it, his eyes curled into small crescents with a smile, and at first glance he looked like a beast that was full and very happy: "Sauron, Oak Shield, is the one who claims to be under the mountain Wang's guy? He's dead?"

Tauriel frowned at her lack of manners and asking questions beyond Thranduil, but Thranduil's silence made her swallow her dissatisfaction.

It was the first time for Tao Ruier to see the heroine Jiao Ladin in the king's scandal appearing in the mouths of countless Silvans during this period. She looked at her and had to admit that she was indeed pretty, with a wild charm in her eyebrows.

It's a pity... There is no elf temperament at all.

She lowered her eyes, Thorin's bad news reminded her of Kili's appearance when she died, and suddenly she didn't want to see her bright smiling face: "Yes."

"How did you die?" Jiao Lating didn't care about other people's feelings at all, and kept asking, as if he was very interested in it.

Tauriel glanced at Thranduil, seeing that he still didn't respond.Knowing that the king actually wanted to know the news, Tauriel immediately said: "It is said that he was attacked by a huge black bear, and then... Thorin. The oak shield was already useless when it was found... ...."

black bear?Jiao Ladin shook his head, and even Thranduil raised his eyebrows, looking surprised: "Then what about the black bear?"

"Escaped by it."

"Heh." Thranduil sneered, the corners of his mouth curved into a mocking arc.Thinking of the abnormal behavior of the half-orcs reported by Legolas, he was sure that this was Sauron's conspiracy, but being attacked to death by a black bear, this kind of useless way of death really suited him.He propped his cheek with one hand, put the quill | into the ink bottle, and tapped the box in Tao Ruier's hand with his chin: "Then, who gave you the thing?"

"It's Dan. Ironfoot."

"He is a rare smart man among the dwarves." Thranduil nodded in satisfaction. A dwarf of the Turin family who wants to make friends with the elves... Jiaolatin raised his eyes and looked at Thranduil. The blue eyes that came over collided, and then both of them showed a tacit smile at the same time.

After making up his mind, Thranduil took out the quill pen that had just been put into the ink bottle, the black ink melted into beautiful handwriting, and the tip of the quill pen made a rustling sound on the parchment, and he quickly wrote a letter To Tauriel: "Give me to Dan. Ironfoot."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After Tao Ruier's figure left, Jiao Ladin stood up from the ground dragging her long red skirt.She stepped on the stairs gracefully, completely without the rude look she had just eaten meat.

She walked to Thranduil's desk, put one hand on Thranduil's shoulder, and poked her head out from one of his shoulders, as if hugging him gently from behind.

Thranduil pushed her hand off his shoulder, but didn't push her chin resting on his shoulder.Jiao Ladin passed his hand under his armpit, and opened the lid of the wooden box in this embracing posture.

The body temperature, much higher than that of ordinary elves, was attached to the back, and the thick clothing failed to block the invasion of the fire dragon's temperature.The soft body lay on his back, reminding him of the scene in the Huishan forest again. The smooth skin felt warm to the touch, and it was not at all invulnerable that it was transformed into dragon scales.

The lid of the box was lifted, and the white luster like starlight almost blinded the eyes of the elf Long Yi. Jiao Lating reached out and took out a gemstone from inside, and carefully observed it against the light.

The silver chain, the gems shining with the light of the stars, even after 60 years of burial in Ilubari, they are still so dazzling.Jiao Lating shook a bracelet with a pair of fine silver chains hanging on it. The sound of the clash of gemstones and metals was crisp and charming, and her heart was about to fly.

She moved her face forward vigorously, her eyes were so fiery that she wanted to see the whole gem directly.So the two faces are so close together.Thranduil only felt that his face was getting hot, and he didn't know if it was her body temperature or her movements.

What a great day today.

Jiao Lating smiled happily.One of the dwarves died, and a box of perfect white gemstones was harvested. As for Sauron, after Sorin's death, Jolatin thought that he might be able to use...

"Sure enough, the good things are still in the hands of the dwarves." Jolatin sighed, her eyes looked at the gemstone in her hand, but she spoke to Thranduil: "My treasure, my kingdom... .Although Thorin who offended the majesty of the dragon is dead, the remaining dwarves seem to have not learned their lesson. Now they dare to use my things as favors, it is quite brave."

Thranduil was silent.

Whose thing is this?The white star gem is obviously his property!It's just that you didn't get it back when you were anxious, so why did it become yours 60 years later? !

It's a pity that he swallowed his words in the end, because the two of them were facing each other intimately, and although Jiaolatin's voice was soft, it still reached Thranduil's ears, and along with the hot breath she exhaled when she spoke, , Blowing over his pinnae, blowing over his graceful profile, also made his blue eyes instantly turn into frozen lakes.His voice was steady and determined, but his tone was as cold as ice scum: "You have a connection with Sauron."

Jiao Lating laughed.This time it wasn't the kind of happy smile that saw the treasure, but a sneer with a cold and mocking smile, "So what?"

"Dark creatures are not allowed in my land." And she allowed them to wreak havoc on his land!Thranduil felt that his authority was offended, and his tone was angry and cold.

Jiao Lating left behind him, dragging a long skirt that reached the floor behind her, her figure swaying, the red skirt matched with her long hair the color of flames, and her pair of eyes that were clearly smiling but couldn't feel any warmth. Eyes, people feel that the flames are as cold as ice.

She sat directly on the handle of Thranduil's throne, wrapped her arms around his neck, eye to eye, nose to nose, they breathed the air exhaled by each other, even their lips were infinitely close, as if they were about to kiss The appearance of going up is extremely ambiguous.

Of course, this has to ignore the ruthlessness and coldness that only beasts have in Jiao Lading's eyes.

Her hand slowly caressed Thranduil's face, lightly touched his tight pink lips, brushed over the high bridge of the nose, crossed his frowning brows, and finally stopped on her favorite blonde hair : "You want me to die, I know."

Thranduil's eyes were sharp, and his fingers on the armrest of the throne moved slightly.

"Advising me when I was in Huishan is to let me let you go down the mountain, because in this way you have a chance to escape from my palm. It's a pity that you didn't expect that I would become a human being with you. When you were chasing and killing, you clearly knew that there was an elf guard behind you, but you chose to settle in a human village because you saw me transformed into a human, and you knew that I wanted to use your hands to deal with dwarves, so you didn't want me to enter your village. Kingdom. And after we were discovered by the elves, you were not allowed to bring me to your palace......Since then, you have made up your mind to kill me, right?" Jiao La Ting squinted his eyes, and leaned his lips against Thranduil's ears. The airflow when he spoke shook Thranduil's long hair, making some tiny strands of hair tremble slightly, making his ears feel a little itchy.

Thranduil sat stiffly on the throne with an ugly expression on his face.His fingers tightly pinched the armrest of the throne, leaving a few deep finger marks on the wooden throne.

"Have you got the weapon that can kill me from the dwarves?" Jolatine leaned against Thranduil's body as stiff as a stone sculpture, and stretched out her hands to comfort his hands, starting from hearing her words. With murderous eyes: "Don't worry, Sauron and I are just cooperating, just like you. Benefits can unite many things in this world, can't they?"

Ilubary had seldom been this quiet since the return of the dwarves.Dwarves love to laugh and make trouble, like a lively atmosphere, and rarely get quiet.But at this moment, they were all standing silently in front of a coffin, their heads bowed, their expressions sad.Only a sob echoed in the quiet hall from time to time.

The coffin with the emblem of the Turin family was placed in the center of the king's hall in Iruber, and the body of Thorin, who had regained his homeland from the fire dragon, lay quietly inside.

Balin supported the coffin, grief made the grooves on his face deeper and heavier.

"I want to leave." Balin took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from his face.

"Bahrain?" Dan said.Tiezu looked at him in surprise, and the expressions of the dwarves beside him also changed.

"I want to leave." Balin repeated, his voice was very firm, he waved his hand to Groying who was about to speak, and said, "From King Sol to Thorin, I have served their family for three generations, and I have never been disappointed in them However, even after the fall of Iruber, the bitter battle in the mines of Moria, and the death of the Kingdom of Sol, there was nothing. Because Thorin let me see the existence of hope for the dwarves. It also made me always have faith. But now , the Sorin who brought us hope in our most desperate time has already..." Balin's voice was choked with sobs: "...I... don't want to stay here anymore."

Ge Luoying, whose grumpy face was about to turn red when he heard Bahrain's words, was like a deflated ball.He stomped the ground with the ax fiercely, venting his emotions.

"Okay." Seeing that Bahrain had made up his mind, and Dan was not making unnecessary persuasion, he just sighed.Dwarves' stubbornness is best known to the dwarves themselves.He simply asked, "So where are you going?"

"Moria." Balin replied without hesitation, obviously thinking for a long time.

"Moria is being occupied by half-orcs! Go there..." Groying pulled his beard anxiously.Just want to dispel the idea of ​​old friends.

"It's because of the orcs that I'm going." Balin stuffed his handkerchief into his arms, and glanced at all the dwarves present: "I'm going to take back our ancient kingdom, the glory of the dwarves, Moria!"