[Lord of the Rings] Dragon and Elf King

Elrond, the lord of Rieldale, has the blood of Noldor, Maia and Human. As a half-elf, his achievements are unparalleled in the world.

The friendship between him and Thranduil came from the last battle. Although they haven't met for many years, to the elves, this is nothing and will not affect their friendship.And this time his sudden visit to the Green Forest was just because of the rumors that quickly spread to all parts of Middle-earth, and he was nervously elected by everyone to be the candidate to have a "good talk" with King Thranduil .

Elrond was really dumbfounded.He also knew what those people were thinking, didn't they just see that the current green forest was becoming more and more dangerous, they might go in and never return, and Thranduil and the Silvan elves under his rule didn't even bother to pay attention to them.And he and Thranduil were friends, even if Thranduil was unhappy, he wouldn't just let him feed the spiders, at most he just satirized him verbally.

Regarding Thranduil's poisonous tongue, his arrogant expression that makes people want to kidnap him, put him in a sack and beat him up, and his rumored unpredictable strength, everyone can only look forward to it. Looking at Elrond, he wanted to know the truth, and was afraid that this ally of the most powerful elf army would surrender to the darkness, but he was also afraid of being ridiculed and fed spiders, so he didn't dare to hesitate in the past.

In truth, Elrond did not believe the rumors.He understood Thranduil's character, and he felt that from the moment the dragon took him away, with Thranduil's pride, there was no possibility of any friendship with her, let alone any romantic relationship Yue, deeply affectionate, tired of being together all day or something.

But the rumors cannot be ignored, otherwise it would be a kind of slander to Thranduil's reputation, so for the sake of his friends, and for the sake of the debate on this matter within the alliance, he can only bring someone here once, and treat it as a peace with Serenduil. Randyll catches up on the old days.

But...the green forest seems to be more stale than before, and the situation on Thranduil's side is not optimistic.Elrond thought of the sights he had seen along the way.The dead trees eroded by the black love, the huge spider webs, and the huge spiders inspired by the darkness.

He remembered that this place used to be the wood elf's paradise, but now it has become like this... Elrond's heart became heavier and heavier.

However, their undisguised actions quickly attracted the attention of the forest patrol. After seeing that it was Elrond, they escorted him very politely to the gate of the palace.

Elrond raised his head, and the horse trotted happily across the narrow bridge without guardrails, and the guards who had put away the flags in their hands followed one after another because of the dense forest blocking it.

Elrond let the horse run up to him before reining in the reins. He watched the huge waterfall in front of him slowly being pulled apart like a curtain, and showed a kind smile.

"Thranduil, my friend, long time no see." Seeing Thranduil standing in front of the magic gate, Elrond happily stepped forward and hugged him.

"Indeed." Thranduil nodded, and after hugging him, the two let go, and then Elrond was welcomed into his palace by Thranduil: "I wanted to visit you, but later I heard Said that you are very busy recently?"

"Half-orcs are rampant, and humans have come to ask for help." Elrond was also very straightforward, anyway, it was just that little thing.At that time, he still wanted to ask Thranduil for help.

"So is it better now? Didn't the dwarves win? Moria is back in the hands of the dwarves, and the Misty Mountains should be quiet for a while." Thranduil dragged his robe and walked slowly, Speak slowly and carefully.

But Elrond shook his head and sighed: "It would be great if this is the case. The dwarves have won, but they have suffered heavy losses. How can they have the energy to deal with the escaped orcs?"

"That's only when it's not about their own interests. Look, if the half-orcs try to attack their door, no one can rush faster than them." Thranduil showed a mocking smile.That kind of smile, as if he couldn't ever hear a good word about a dwarf from his mouth.

"You and the dwarves are really..." Elrond felt helpless and wanted to laugh.The Noldor elves who were good at forging had a very close relationship with the dwarves. Moria is a proof, so Elrond just smiled and didn't speak.

"The matter between me and the dwarves is not the focus of today." Thranduil suddenly turned his head, put his face next to Elrond's, carefully looked at the expression on his face and the helpless smile. With pitch-black eyes, he asked: "You came today, don't you just want to talk to me about my relationship with the dwarves or the situation in the whole continent?"

"Well, I'm here to catch up with you." Elrond looked at Thranduil with a smile, and then noticed that his pursed lips relaxed slightly.

"Since I came here on purpose to reminisce about the past, then naturally I can't treat my guests badly. Would you like some wine?" Thranduil put his hands behind his back, and the red fruit on the tidy crown trembled.

"Of course." Elrond nodded: "How can I not taste the fine wine in your collection."

Elrond had the typical appearance of the Noldor, with handsome features like the nobles in people's fantasy.And his long hair and eyes, which are as beautiful as if stained with the color of the night, carry the wisdom accumulated by the elves for a long time, which makes people feel admiration and affection at the first sight.

The silver forehead ring not only showed his elegant temperament, but also fixed his long hair covering his back.

It's not for nothing that elves love long hair.They do not lack time to take care of, but also make their temperament more soft and elegant.

But at this moment, his eyes were a little bit happy and slightly drunk because of the wine, which added a little bit of charm to his seriousness.

There was a small table between Thranduil and him, sitting on the side alone, took the wine sent by the elves, and raised the transparent crystal cup, so that the amber liquid was painted orange red by the flames.

"Your underground palace is still exactly the same as before." Elrond looked around and said.

"The southern border is not stable, who wants to build a palace, and it's easy to defend and hard to attack, and it's not easy to find, that's good." Thranduil drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Is the war in the south unfavorable? I just saw Ryan." Elrond was a little worried.After all, Thranduil is the front line against Sauron, and Ryan, who is an important minister, usually guards the south for Thranduil.

"Well, just a few days ago, Sauron temporarily withdrew his troops. And I'm worried that if Ryan stays there any longer, I won't be able to bear the sword."

"Why?" Elrond asked curiously, "I remember you have a good relationship with him?"

"It's just too good, so I'm afraid that the next time he designs it won't be someone else, but will be directly blamed on me." Thranduil thought of what happened a few days ago, and angrily put the cup heavily on the small table up, with a loud bang.

"What's going on here?" The discord between the monarch and his ministers, or because the ministers plotted against their own king, this is a serious matter.

"I know that you came here because of those rumors. The guys from the alliance have long been worried about me. They must have been anxious to send someone to come when they heard about this."

Seeing that Thranduil had said that, Elrond also put the cup on the small table, and said in a somewhat helpless tone, "You know, this is the usual practice. And they are also worried about you."

"Worried about me? What a joke. I'm worried that I've taken refuge with Sauron. I want to inquire about the news but dare not come here by myself, and was scared by Sauron? They only have this courage. So you are the one who came, and I am really serious." It’s not too surprising.” If those people heard Thranduil’s taunt, they would probably take up arms and fight him desperately, but unfortunately, the only audience here was Elrond.He just smiled, deaf to his sarcasm.

"What do they want to ask? Did I cooperate with Sauron, or was I attracted by the darkness?" After picking up the wine bottle and pouring wine for himself and Elrond again, Thranduil twirled the glass with one hand, The whole person simply leaned on the back of the chair, looking lazy.

"You know they are just too worried," Elrond reassured.

Of course, the only response to Elrond was a sarcastic smile on the corner of Thranduil's mouth.

"Worried about me fighting back?"

"You know that's not what I mean." Elrond smiled wryly at Thranduil's nonsense on this matter: "Those rumors spread so fast, there must be someone behind the scenes."

"What? You don't believe it?" Thranduil squinted at him, shaking the wine in the glass.

"If you say you fell in love with that dragon, I don't believe it. Especially after you were taken away by her and lost your face." Elrond smiled, and talked about the thing Thranduil hated to mention the most. and was stabbed by Thranduil.

"Really? That's good..." Thranduil's voice dragged on a bit, he looked down at the wine glass, his eyelids drooped, making it impossible to see the color in his eyes clearly.

Just don't believe it.

"But that dragon has been by your side for so many years?" Elrond moved closer, a little curious.

"Yes." Thranduil was a little impatient.

"What did she want you to find out?" Elrond continued to ask routinely.

"You don't need to inquire about this kind of thing." Thranduil said in a slightly bad tone.

"Okay. The revenge of the dragon." Elrond sighed knowingly.

A moment of silence.

"What are you going to do?" Thranduil asked.

"Are you asking Sauron or the dragon?" Elrond glanced at him.

"What do you think?" Thranduil cast eyes that were not elegant at all, and Thranduil said that he couldn't stand Elrond's knowingly asking.

"We have to stop Sauron. As for the dragon, if you don't join Sauron, then we will discuss it after the war with Sauron is over."

"yes.....?"

Both of them knew the news they wanted, so Thranduil and Elrond had a sip of wine together, looked at each other, and said that this topic was over.

"How many days do you intend to stay here, Elrond?" Thranduil asked suddenly, and before Elrond could answer, he immediately made a decision for him: "Anyway, it's rare for you to come here once, so stay longer Days to go?"

Elrond was used to Thranduil for a long time, and smiled indifferently: "Since King Thranduil kindly invites you, then so be it."

So, the two looked at each other and smiled.

When the two left here hand in hand, the elf who was guarding the corridor turned his head and said to his side and his companions: "I have something to do suddenly, find someone to take my place for a while."

The elf said generously: "Ah, well, anyway, the king is gone. You can hurry up. But Eliade, why is it so urgent?"

"One, very important thing."

The author has something to say: Haha~ The little cute thing is also an important part of the scene~

I miscalculated the time today, and I didn’t add any words~ Sorry everyone~ I’m sorry~ TT please forgive me!

PS: Thanks to Spoon of Mines! ! =33=