[The Lord of the Rings·The Hobbit] Human Body and Snake Tail

Tauriel looked at the tray in his hand, and then at the elf in front of her who kept bending down and begging her.

"Please, Tauriel, I really can't take it anymore, thinking about it now will give me goosebumps..."

The elf also embraced his upper arm with both hands in response to the occasion, rubbing his arm fiercely, with a disgusted expression on his face.

This was the sixth time, and the elf who brought food to Legolas and the others refused to accept the errand again.

"Then I will let you go to the front line, but you will lose your life then."

Taurier looked at the elf in front of him and said in a threatening tone.

"That's better than meeting them!"

The elf rejected her proposal without any hesitation, turned around and ran away without giving her a chance to speak, and disappeared without a trace.

When the other elves heard that they were delivering food to Legolas, they all shook their heads and refused. Some would rather stay the whole night than accept the job.

In the end, Tauriel, who couldn't find the elf, had to take the responsibility of delivering the food himself.

"I want you to feed me!"

The woman dragged her long tail and leaned in front of the elf prince, turned her head and pushed the elf prince's arm on his chest, then got into his arms, leaned on Legolas' shoulder, and stared at him expectantly. he.

Legolas' expression seemed a little hesitant, but Helen, who could see that the elf's attitude was not very firm, immediately wrinkled her whole face, looking very painful, cold sweat also rolled down her forehead in big drops, and her body was even more serious. It was trembling non-stop, as if enduring great pain.

"My back hurts!"

Helen grabbed the clothes on Legolas' chest, looked at him pitifully, even tears rolled in her eyes.

Then, Legolas compromised.

After seeing this scene, Tao Ruier suddenly understood that the other elves would rather die than bring them food.

Helen, who was lying in Legolas' arms, let out a sweet "ah" and opened her mouth.

——Yesterday, you tore off the bandages on your body to change the dressing, without saying a word!Today, he cried out in pain, asking the elf prince to hello, is the purpose so obvious!

The most important thing is that they are always expressionless, and the impatient elf prince really picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of meat porridge in the bowl. Then feed her after it is hot.

Looks like he's having fun too.

If it weren't for the fact that she had to take away the tableware after eating, she wouldn't stay here to watch this disgusting scene.

After the elf prince finished feeding a spoonful, the snake and the elf would look at each other and smile with each other, completely ignoring her, the elf who was standing aside and waiting.

If it weren't for the fact that Legolas was an elf prince, she would have hit him in the face with a tray.

After delivering this meal, Tauriel asked the Elf King to go to the front line.

She never wanted to see the sticky scene of them getting along with happiness on their faces again!

Helen, who retreated to the rear to recuperate because of her injury, didn't know how things had progressed.

Legolas told her that after the death of the dragon, humans suffered heavy losses, and the forest elves gave them support. Now is the time for humans and elves to join hands to divide the treasure, but Sorin is unwilling to split with others. After the elves surrounded, the situation began to deteriorate. Sorin found the dwarves of the Iron Hills, and the three parties were at the moment of war.

And precisely because of the emergency, the Elven King did not punish Legolas and Tauriel who traveled without authorization.

In the later companionship, although Legolas seemed to be in a happy mood, Helen still found the uneasiness deep in his heart, the uneasiness about his father who was on the front line.

"Go!"

One morning after breakfast, Helen said to Legolas who was hugging her.

Legolas looked at her who said this with a puzzled expression.

"I know, you've been worrying about your father, so go ahead."

Helen smiled and propped her body up with her hands and backed out of Legolas' arms, her back turned to him.

"I think your father also needs your company."

The surroundings were quiet, and the elf behind him was silent. In fact, he expressed his mood with his actions.

Legolas hugged her tightly from behind, even strangling her back a little.

Helen didn't speak, just patted the hands wrapped around her chest lightly.

Separation again.

Helen brought a bow and arrow for Legolas and tied it to his back, just like a husband who was seeing him off. After smoothing out the wrinkles of his clothes bit by bit, Helen smiled at her husband's body. A kiss fell on the cheek.

Then, she leaned on the tree trunk and watched the elf get on the horse vigorously.

The sun has not yet fully risen, and the sky is still gray.

Under the gray sky, the elf turned her head and looked at her deeply.

They stared at each other, speechless.

The elf tightened the reins, and the horse turned around and galloped off into the distance.

Helen stared at the elf's back, watching his figure getting smaller and further away, and a burst of words filled with countless emotions sounded.

"Please, be sure to come back."

Helen was lying on the bed, and the elves would still bring food and change her medicine every day.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the elves don't have much malice towards her, on the contrary they look at her with strange eyes.

Nor was she much in the mood to think about where the source of this change came from.

Waiting is often the most painful, because you don't know what will come back, is it hope, or despair?

The elves seem to have unified their confessions. No matter who she asks, or who she asks, the elves will not tell her what happened there.

"Don't worry, the prince will come back safely."

This answer is often obtained, and Helen often comforts herself.

Legolas is so powerful, no one can hurt him...

Just waiting like this, until a breath shattered her illusion.

That is, the smell of orcs.

Lots and lots of goblin flavors.

Such a strong smell can be smelled from the wind at such a long distance, how many orcs will there be?

As if something exploded in her mind, Helen lost her composure. She rushed out of the tent recklessly, pushed away all the elves that blocked her, even broke free from the wound on her back, and turned onto a horse, her eyes She glared at the elves who were blocking her.

"You can't go! The prince told us to take good care of you."

The male red-haired elf grabbed the reins of the horse beneath her, holding her firmly in place.

"I smell a half-orc, are you still going to deceive me? Are you leaving me alone here waiting anxiously?"

There were bursts of faint pain from the wound, and she stared at the elf holding the rein without blinking.

"If I want to die, I will die by his side instead of waiting in vain."

Helen roared and pulled the rein violently, pulling it out of the elf's hand.

"Wait a moment!"

The elf stood in front of the horse, and handed her what was in his arms.

"Here are medicines and bandages, as well as weapons."

The elf looked at her with a serious face, and held the package in front of her without moving until Helen took it away.

The red-haired elf turned sideways, pointing in one direction.

"If you go there, you will find the Lonely Mountain...and."

He turned his head and looked at Helen.

"Although I don't like you very much, I still hope that you can bring the prince back safely."

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