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

Helen sat on the steps, propped her head up and looked at the grandparent and grandson in front of her.

Orofer is already 21 years old. The age of an elf is equivalent to a 10-year-old human child. Of course, children of this age are also the most annoying. The half-elf is not surprised. In the past, Legolas would take the initiative to take care of Orofer. Rofer, Helen didn't feel anything, but now she suddenly understood Legolas a little bit.

"Ourofer, can't you just sit down and eat well?"

Helen looked at the little elf who got off the dining table after taking a few bites, and ran around the dining table.

Then the little bastard acted like he didn't hear her at all, and then ran around the dining table laughing.

Finally, Helen got angry.

She stood up from the stool suddenly, hooked the chair behind her with her tail and rolled it to the ground, then she looked at her son with a blank expression.

"I'll say it again! Get back to your place."

Frightened by his mother's threatening words, Orofel hid behind the Elf King, his oily hands left dirty handprints one after another under the Elf King's silver robe.

"Orofell! Put your hands down, you've soiled your Abuelo's clothes!"

As she said that, Helen was so angry that she was about to reach out to grab the elf behind the Elf King.

Orofel yelled and grabbed the Elf King's clothes and hid behind him.

"Enough, enough."

The Elf King blocked Helen's outstretched arm with his hand, then bent down to pick up the handkerchief on the table, held up Orofel's oily fingers and wiped it lightly.

"Ourofer is just a child, don't be too strict with him."

The little elf nodded approvingly.

Helen looked at the Elf King whose expression didn't change, and called out with a slightly raised voice.

"Father! You are doting!"

The Elf King seemed to have heard some joke, but tilted his head slightly to look at Helen, and then continued to wipe Orofel's hand.

"I just dote on Orofel."

As he spoke, he put down the handkerchief in his hand, picked up the rice bowl that Orofel hadn't finished eating from the dining table, scooped a spoonful from the bowl, blew it slowly, and handed it to Orofel after the heat came down. In front of Phil, he said something softly.

"Eat."

Eurofer didn't even buy his favorite Abuelo's account, wrinkled his little nose, and stepped back to avoid the spoon being handed over.

Then, Helen saw their noble elf king flicking the end of his robe, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, running behind Orofel's ass.

"You are hopeless!"

Helen pressed her forehead and sighed.

Life without Legolas suddenly seemed boring.

In the past few days, Helen has nothing else to do except watch the interaction between grandparents and grandchildren and put Eurofer to sleep at night.

Moreover, Helen sighed.

Seeing her child getting more and more naughty being spoiled by grandpa, but unable to teach her to realize this feeling really made her uncomfortable.

“Abuelo! I shot it!”

Holding the bow in his hand, the little elf pointed at the tree trunk with arrows on the other side of the river, and jumped into the arms of the elf king with a smile.

"Good job!"

The elf king put his palm on the elf's waist and picked him up from the ground.

Orofel, who was suspended in mid-air, kicked his own feet while shaking his arms, like a bird, flapping his wings in the air.

Helen sat on the open space not far away, watching the scene where her grandparents and grandchildren were laughing and playing with each other, but she could only watch from the sidelines, she really felt a little jealous.

She grabbed the stones beside her and threw them into the river depressedly.

"Abuelo, your hair is in the way."

Orofel held up his bow, pouted and complained to the Elf King behind him.

When he bent down to guide Orofer, the pale golden hair slid down from behind and completely blocked Orofer's front. From a distance, it looked like a golden sling curtain covering them .

"Sorry, Orr."

The Elf King pursed his lips and smiled slightly, his white fingers raised the hanging hair and brushed it behind him, revealing his white neck.

The sun shone on the Elf King's body, blurring his outline, and his whole body shone brightly.

Little Orofel opened his mouth wide and looked at his grandpa without moving.

"Abuelo, you are so beautiful!"

After hearing these words, the Elf King burst out laughing, and tickled the tip of Orofel's nose while laughing.

"You look beautiful even in a dress!"

"Really? More beautiful than Abuelo?"

Orofel covered his nose, his chubby face turned red with excitement.

"Of course!"

The Elf King hugged the elf and kissed him gently on the face.

Speaking of skirts, Helen felt a deep sense of powerlessness when she thought about them.

"Ada, he actually wants a daughter."

When Legolas said that, his face was full of helplessness.

And the elf king, who has not been able to have a daughter until now, has bet all his affection for having a daughter on Orofel.

Whether it's the skirts full of several wardrobes behind the bookcase in the Elf King's room, or the colorful hairbands hidden in the drawer of his desk.

Helen even saw the Elf King straighten Eurofer's curly hair with a comb, and then quickly tie a small bow on his head with a pink headband. This is definitely not the first time he has done this with skillful techniques. kind of thing.

She thought, anyway, it was one of the few pleasures of the Elf King, so she didn't stop it.

As a result, now that she is wearing a cute tutu skirt, with various hairstyles and headbands tied on her head every day, she doesn't know whether she is giving birth to a boy or a girl.

After Helen withdrew her thoughts, Orofel fell asleep in the arms of the Elven King tired from practicing bow and arrow.

Helen lowered her tail crawling strength, slowly approached Orofel, and stretched out her hand to the Elf King.

"Let me do it."

At this time, the Elf King put away the smile just now, looked at Helen expressionlessly, then hugged Orofel to avoid Helen's overstretched hand, and said something in a low voice.

"Go ahead."

When Helen heard this sentence, she was stunned for a while before she realized that the Elf King wanted her to find Legolas.

——You simply want to be alone with Eurofer!

Helen covered her head.

However, it was true that Helen also felt that she had no way to wait any longer, she had prepared things yesterday, and today she wanted to bid farewell to the Elven King and hand over Orofel to his grandfather.

As if knowing Helen's inner thoughts, the Elf King turned his head, looked at Helen, and said something without any emotion.

"You don't need to bring your things, the horse and other things are ready, just outside the gate of the palace."

After finishing speaking, the Elf King turned his back to Helen, shook his arms earnestly, comforted the elf who was not sleeping peacefully in his arms, and ignored her no more.

Afterwards, Helen quickly walked out of the palace, and saw a horse standing on the road outside the palace gate, with a bundle tied to the horse.

Helen opened the package on the horse and took a look.

Medicines, food, weapons, ropes, and even a map leading to Rivendell. The route is marked out on the map quite intimately. In short, they are quite fully equipped and placed in the package.

"You...really..."

Helen shook her head, turned over and sat on the horse.

Legolas had been away for three days. Helen unfolded the map, put on the hat of the cloak, carefully looked at the route on the map, pulled the reins of the horse, and glanced at the palace behind her.

Seeing the disappearing figure in the distance, the Elf King held the sleeping elf in his arms, sighed, turned around and walked deep into the palace.

In order to shorten the time on the road, Helen hardly stopped on the road except to let the horse rest when necessary, and finally arrived at Rivendell before dark.

It wasn't until she excitedly walked through the cracks in the rocks to the gate of Rivendell and was stopped by the elf guards that she remembered that she couldn't be allowed to enter Rivendell in her current state.

Helen tightly grasped the edge of the cloak, because she was a friendly elf, she couldn't use violent means to force her way in, so she took a few steps back, bent down and performed all the etiquette movements of an elf to the guard.

"I am Helen, Helen from Mirkwood."

Helen originally thought that she would have to spend a lot of time explaining her identity, but the movement of the elf guards surprised her in the next second.

"Are you the Helen of the Mirkwood?"

One of the black-haired elf guards yelled loudly, the cold expression just now had long since disappeared, and he was looking at her excitedly.

Before she could answer, the elf went on.

"Can I see your tail?"

Helen, who was a little dizzy from the elf's inexplicable enthusiasm, hesitated for a while and then lifted the cloak covering her tail.

"Sure enough!"

The black-haired elf became even more excited, and he stretched out his hand to Helen with some anxiety.

"Can I shake your hand?"

Before Helen could react and reach out, she was interrupted by another elf guard. The elf coughed a few times and stood in front of Helen.

"Enough, Stephen."

After speaking, the elf turned his head and looked at her with a smile.

"Sorry, he has read your story, and he will inevitably be a little excited after seeing you. Are you here to find His Royal Highness Legolas?"

Helen still didn't recover from the surprise just now, and nodded in a daze.

"His Royal Highness Legolas has just arrived, and I will take you to meet him."

The elf withdrew the weapon in his hand and stretched out his hand to her as a gesture of invitation, about to take her into Rivendell.

"Wait... wait, don't you all check my identity?"

Helen shook her hand and looked at them in surprise.

"no need."

The elf smiled.

"Only you and the elf prince are in love in the whole Middle-earth."

Helen didn't quite understand the meaning of the elf's words, but thinking of meeting Legolas soon, she didn't bother with this issue any more, and followed closely behind the elf.

"You don't have to follow me so closely, His Royal Highness Legolas is right ahead."

The elf smiled and slowed down, and Helen blushed a little embarrassedly and took a few steps back.

However, Helen was unable to see Legolas right away in the end.

A beautiful and indescribable female elf stood in front of her, and the elf guard bent down towards the female elf.

With a gentle smile, she narrowed her blue eyes, slightly curved her rosy lips, and said something.

"I know your story."

The author has something to say: I will explain why I know Helen’s story later~~~~~~~~~~

Thank you Piao Piao dear for mine~~~~~~~~~~·

Thank you Sansan dear mine~~~~~~~~~~~~~~