[comprehensive] dream maker

After the beginning of spring, Orifel raised his troops and responded to the Last Alliance with Roslorian, and decided to participate in the war against Sauron’s invasion of Middle-earth, but decided to be independent from Gilgalad’s command and exist as an allied force, while Not an affiliated army.

The battle line was drawn to the edge of Amonlan, the giant green forest, which was once the old capital of the Woodland Kingdom, so Orifel decided to let Thranduil lead an elite army to station there.

"...Take Eya and go together." After making the arrangement, Orifel lowered his head, studying a roll of letters from Roslorian in his hand; "This battle will be difficult, and I won't To set off for the river, don't leave her alone waiting for the two of us."

After Orifel finished speaking, he raised his head and smiled at Thranduil, his face was already aging, the graying of his temples was not deliberately hidden, and there were signs of age at the corners of his eyes and brows: "I think you can't bear to part with her either. "

Thranduil only slightly hooked the corners of his lips at the ridicule from his father, then bowed his head slightly and backed away.

On the way back to the hut of his co-employer with Eya, he was really thinking about whether this matter was feasible.

Since the old capital of Amenlan exists as a battle front, it is likely that the horn will be sounded in the future. Eya's current situation is much more stable than before, and she has gained something from running away from home a few months ago...

But how long it can last is unknown.

Her body couldn't keep up with her soul, Thranduil knew this very well, from the moment she opened her eyes and came into his arms, he realized——

What awakened in Eya's body was not his sister, but his Gala Eya.

If it is a younger sister, a child who has never woken up to learn knowledge, how can she have the so-called behavior of reaching out and hitting someone in anger?

She should be ignorant, or curious about him, or crying because she just woke up hungry.

But you shouldn't be blushing and beating your heart, baring your teeth and claws in anger...

What's more, his sister is from the Sindar tribe, how could her soul contain... a substance like the ashes of a burnt star?

Thranduil thought a lot in a daze, but in the end he could only explain that——Iluvita let her enter Eya's body and wake up from his arms... This should be the only God bestowed on him to persist for many years. a consolation.

So he accepted it piously, took good care of it, and treated it as his younger sister. Anyway, he was using his younger sister's body, but this little guy couldn't even speak well, so he would show his secrets.

So he hid her and wanted to temporarily isolate her from other elves before he taught her well, so as not to cause any trouble to her. After all, his father was still very sensitive about blood relatives. Physically, she would definitely be annoyed, and also disappointed that... it wasn't her younger sister Galaea who woke up.

Thranduil still took care of Eya like his younger sister, combing her hair, dressing her, feeding her, and even cleaning and massaging her as before.

Eya was a little unaccustomed to these cares. At first she would say strange words to him, which he could not understand, and then she would grab the comb by herself, but she twisted her wrist too hard, he heard The sound of the dislocated wrist, the white wrist started to become red and swollen at a glance, and I felt very distressed. He took good care of Eya's body for decades and never hurt it. This guy used his sister's body but didn't care .

But she couldn't understand what he said, she was angry and helpless, and in the end she had to gently rub her with medicine.

She was the most restless when she was taking a bath, but she got better later on. Maybe she found that struggling was useless, so she compromised and obeyed his arrangement. But this kind of obedience is interesting, because her heart beats very fast. Although she always bows her head, her ears He couldn't hide it, and Xin's long neck couldn't hide it either. He was very content to watch her slowly turn red all over, and the softness against his chest conveyed the accelerated heartbeat.

It was really a different kind of stable frequency, which could make him feel that all fatigue could be dispelled.

Her linguistics is very difficult, and I don't know if it has something to do with what she was originally. The elves have always been very talented in languages, but she has no such talent at all. She even mispronounced his name after learning it for half a year.

This made Thranduil a little disappointed. The little guy who belonged to him didn't even know his name. He stared at her lips for a long time, watching the movements of her lips and tongue when she pronounced, and had to find to his distress that she couldn't even pronounce it. If he couldn't do it well, Thranduil had no choice but to correct her lip and tongue movements, so as to correct her pronunciation.

Following Thranduil, he began to like to use such a lingering way to teach Eya to learn Sindarin. Not to mention the effect, I can also happily appreciate that she erected the spines all over her body like a hedgehog trying to protect herself, but because she was pressed by him Falling down and pressing her softest belly in vain is really killing two birds with one stone.

As Eya progressed in her studies, her body did not improve. Thranduil was very troubled by this. Although the elves did not say that all of them were brave and good at fighting, none of them were as weak as Eya. After walking a few more steps in the house, she would be panting, and her intestines and stomach were extremely fragile, so she couldn't give her any supplements.

Thranduil had to study some medicines that could enhance the effect. Eya accepted the medicine he brought over, and drank it without frowning, as if the bitter taste of herbs was the food she was most used to. His eyes lit up when he looked at the herbs.

But there was still no improvement. No matter what formula he changed, Eya had no effect after eating it. He couldn't help but doubt those so-called ancient records until he felt something one night.

It was the eighth year after Eya woke up, and the uneasiness hidden in his heart hadn't been completely eliminated, even in the next few decades and hundreds of years, so he had to keep a close eye on it and keep a close eye on it. Grabbing, I felt ridiculous, but at the same time stubbornly insisted on it - listening to her breathing, feeling her heartbeat to fall asleep.

He saw the truth that belonged to her——

Countless black burning stardust flashing scarlet sparks slowly disintegrated from her body, as if this person was about to be shattered into ashes of stars and collapsed from his arms, Thranduil used a spell in horror to bind himself Eya, who was sleeping, and the scattered particles were trapped in the barrier.

The particles were attached to the barrier wall and absorbed all the barrier in the blink of an eye. While Thranduil was staring at all this, he also saw a lot of particles falling on his skin, and then suddenly disappeared into the Under his skin, he closed his eyes to feel the subtle and imperceptible changes in his body.

He could feel the particles entering his body rushing towards his heart, and finally drilled into his heart. After a few seconds, a palpitation of pain made him clenched his teeth.

He couldn't help but spontaneously used the magic power in his heart to expel those particles, and the particles didn't resist, and left his body obediently while sucking his magic power into the palm.

Thranduil opened his eyes after passing through slowly, and he saw those particles returning to Eya's body one after another, and soon after these particles returned, Eya's face finally became a little shiny, and her lips were also tinged with luster. It revealed a bit of blood, no longer glowing with unhealthy lavender.

Will Iluvatar give him such a dangerous comfort... Thranduil has no way of knowing the truth, but he knows one thing very well - he must continue to isolate this little guy from other elves, her ability is too dangerous, it Can devour all power and turn it into its own nutrition...

...So it wasn't that some medicines didn't work, or that he didn't take care of him well enough, but that this little guy was simply not suitable for recovering in that way.

Realizing this, Thranduil was still a little inexplicably relieved. He still came to clean and massage her every day, and then fell asleep with her. Sometimes when it was too early, he would find a book about biographies and read to her, Nian taught her vocabulary while teaching her, even though she might not be able to contact other elves in the future, but he always wanted to be able to talk to her, so he was a bit unwilling to express something unilaterally all the time.

Eya sometimes appeared in a collapsed posture after falling asleep. Thranduil got used to it from the initial nervousness. He learned to condense the magic power on his body to form a transparent membrane, which can attract all those particles to flock to him , After devouring the magic power, they always seemed to be unsatisfied. Thranduil couldn't help guessing that these star crumbs might not be full, and maybe they came out of Eya's body in batches to look for food in turn, but still It is impossible to reach a state where they can all be satisfied.

But these particles will not devour Thranduil unscrupulously, as if they have made an agreement with Thranduil, they can always be clicked and stopped by themselves.

Why is this... Thranduil stared at Eya, the sleeper, with secretive eyes. He had some thoughts that could not be answered, which made him restless.

Later, Eya's health got better and better, and she began to fight for the independent rights to comb her hair, dress, and eat independently, and even wanted to take a bath and massage by herself...

Thranduil felt unhappy. He blamed it on the fact that the little guy had grown up and no longer needed him to take care of him here and there, so he was a little lonely...probably.

The birth rate among the elves has declined in recent years, and there is no brother-sister combination like him around Thranduil. Even if there is, it is a bit inappropriate to talk about it with others in his current status as a prince. There is no reference, Seranduil I had no choice but to think of a reasonable one and just treat it like this.

Until Eya questioned him--'Take care of me like now?Take a shower and sleep together?So what does your wife think! ? '

Thranduil suddenly realized something in an instant, he caught it, and he looked up into Eya's eyes, wanting to confirm if she was conscious, but she turned her eyes away to look at the ground before making eye contact .

... She wanted to run away from him.

Thranduil is the beauty of an adult, and Iluvatar's gift is worthy of his tolerance. As long as it is within his tolerance, he allows her to do whatever she wants.

After the first ex-country migration, the Woodland Kingdom sneaked into the underground caves and started living in caves for more than 200 years. It was the No. 40 year when he and Eya lived separately. His father suddenly held a banquet, and Eya, as a princess, It was the first time to dress up in front of the elders.

The girl who was thin and thin many years ago has now grown, just like the silver willow tree that has been sluggish for a long time in winter has ushered in vigorous spring, stretching its branches and dancing in the spring breeze, both reserved and enchanting.

Thranduil thought indifferently, now that he has seen Eya as a soft and noble person, he never knew that she was so gorgeous that her eyes were red with anger, and that she gasped for breath after walking a few more steps. The pale forehead was covered with cold sweat, and I had never seen her secretly practice with his bow and arrow, and her eyes were full of dissatisfaction...

Thranduil watched Eya coldly as being invited by different elves to chat for a while. Sometimes the elves who were overly enthusiastic would drag Eya to sing to her directly. Eya always listened with a gentle smile, but did not catch the other party's singing A beautiful movement with it.

Maybe it's because she can't sing, after all she... Thinking of the secret that only she knows, Thranduil felt a little better, but also decided because of this, it's better to give her another chance, if she is really determined to be the Princess Galaia of the kingdom and live...

He pays respect.

Thranduil withdrew from the memories, opened the door and walked into the room. His Eya was standing in front of the window with his back facing him, looking at something. He walked over and approached her behind her and asked her, "What are you looking at?"

"...Looking at the vigorous spring (pun intended, Thranduil Sindar means vigorous spring)" Su Qin smiled and pointed to the tree in front; "That tree has sprouted new shoots, and the leaves are so lovely."

Thranduil looked at her fingers, his cold eyebrows raised, and his expression softened: "I can see more interesting little guys when I travel this season."

Su Qin turned sideways and hit Thranduil's knee with his left calf, and pointed out with a smile: "I'm not a fool who forgot the pain after healed the scar, you can go by yourself, I guarantee that I will be fine when you come back in this house."

He hugged her tightly in his arms, smiled slightly and said, "I believe in you." After a pause, he loosened his embrace and kissed her brow, then looked at her gently with blue eyes, with his palms on her cheeks, and his thumbs Rubbing her delicate skin with her fingertips, she seemed to be extremely attached: "But this time is too long... I hope you can be with me."

Su Qin stood on tiptoe and raised her neck to kiss his lips. She liked to kiss him more and more. Suddenly they were like old couples. They were no longer obsessed with being between the bottom of the bed, but began to be keen on lingering kisses and silent hugs. .

It's just exchanging breaths gently, feeling each other's breath without a trace of desire, like two converging rivers, blending with each other and flowing towards a wilder region.

The elongated battle line is often harassed by orcs and half-orcs. Su Qin would occasionally go on patrol with a team. Thranduil did not stop her actions, but silently kissed her on the forehead, and then let her go. .

Su Qin can more and more clearly feel the hunger of her source, her source is like a glutton, she can never be fed enough, and she is always clamoring to devour it.

Her hair color and eyes gradually became darker, and she could only rely on spells to adjust her appearance in order to maintain the gilded brilliance in the eyes of outsiders. Eyes of the sky.

Su Qin would remove all disguises after returning to his room at night, which was ordered by Thranduil, and he hated her for maintaining her disguise in front of him, it was an insult to him.

"You belong to me, all your truths belong to me, don't play those things in front of me."

When Su Qin wanted to maintain a disguise all the time at first, she was angrily accused by Thranduil. She felt a little helpless, but she could only obey him, and she didn't want to experience the consequences of angering him again.

But it seems that Thranduil likes her black hair like splashed ink and her eyes like obsidian more than Su Qin's previous exquisiteness and holiness. Kiss her eyes, and stare at her for a long time with a gaze of admiring rare treasures.

"...You don't plan to sleep well, do you?" Thranduil seems to have returned to the previous period when he wanted her very much. In the past few days, he has gradually increased his harassment of her. At first, he just patted her head and kissed her. Kissed her eyes, and then stuck them tightly, rubbing her nose against the back of her neck, and even started to do it again last night, if she hadn't gritted her teeth and pretended she didn't feel it, who knows if I can change shifts on time this morning , Leading the team to inspect the vicinity of the river bank!

Thranduil didn't speak, he was too lazy to flirt with her, he just wanted to take more and more of her fragrance, and release her when she couldn't bear more love from him.

There is no end to the lifespan of an elf, except when they are mortally wounded, and when their strength is exhausted and they lose hope.

Even an elf is just a body of flesh and blood, and it needs to be healed if it is injured. Only when the wound is healed can it restore its former bravery.

His Eya has the body of an elf, but unlike elves, he can heal his body by taking medicine and applying medicine. He devours the vitality of evil orcs, but is gradually polluted...

Or maybe this is her truest appearance, dark, ominous, restless...fragile.

Thranduil gave Galaea three chances, when she suggested that her siblings have other things, when she dressed up to choose a partner for a banquet, and by the dark lake at the New Moon Festival.

She should know how terrible she is, she is trapped by herself and doesn't know how to choose is the best, so he helps her make a choice-follow her heart, what you want.

What Eya wants, and vice versa, is also what he wants. Everyone should be happy, and the long years will be hand in hand until the world is old, and it would be great to be silent and turn into nothingness.

"...Maybe we should have a baby..." He likes to sit like this and hold her in his arms, just like the posture she had when she woke up from his arms, intimately becoming one, he seemed to hold her in his arms Satisfied with the universe.

The waist was sore and swollen, and Su Qin felt that the bones were about to fall apart: "...I can't give birth, so you give birth to me?"

Thranduil's answer was to attack her defense line with force. The city defense collapsed all the way, making Su Qin tremble all over. He couldn't sit still and limp in his arms. His eyes seemed to be wet with tears, but his temper was so stubborn that he bit him with his mouth open. shoulder.

Men like excitement, the more thorns they have, the more excited they are to attack, the more they leave battle medals to each other, the more happy they are, it is the capital to show off, and it is the proof of success.

There was too much difference in body shape and physical ability. Su Qin lost no suspense at all, and was forced to do some punishment that the loser must accept. The offensive and defensive battle was finally over near dawn, and Thranduil suddenly slashed Su Qin's wrist with a dagger, and Su Qin was in pain. She frowned, but didn't say anything, just quietly watched him fill a delicate glass bottle, then put his mouth around her wound, and bandaged her up after a while.

If Thranduil didn't say anything, Su Qin didn't ask. He found a comfortable position in his arms and fell asleep.

Then every once in a while, Thranduil would take some blood from her, and she also noticed that bandages began to appear on Thranduil's wrist. Looking at the blood streaks coming out from below, it is estimated that the injury was worse than her, Su Qin Seeing it hurt, Ye Lianling pressed his hand to prevent him from hugging her waist, and made troubles on him by herself. Seeing her working so hard, Thranduil was a little bit dumbfounded, but it was rare for her to turn back on this matter. He came to take care of him, and also wanted to tease her, so he let her toss to see if she could figure it out.

Unexpectedly, Su Qinzhen, the old driver, after taking the initiative, he has eighteen martial arts in turn, and unexpectedly let Thranduil, who has been undefeated in offensive and defensive battles, taste the sweetness, the taste is indescribably exciting Son!

When it was winter again, Thranduil suddenly asked Su Qin whether he liked girls or boys.

Su Qin said boy without even thinking about it. Seeing her being so decisive, Thranduil asked the reason with some interest.

Su Qin dragged him to stand in front of the mirror, raised his chin with a look of displeasure but could not refute: "Boys think you are perfect, you are tall and handsome, and you have changed girls... Well, girls look like men. It's weird, and it's okay for a boy to be called Legolas, but not for a girl."

"...When did you think of the name?" She actually decided on it before he even gave an opinion.

Su Qin smiled smugly and said, "Green leaves grow vigorously in spring, isn't my name very appropriate!"

Thranduil almost wanted to sigh: "...I was not born. Mother's blood, father's flesh, and the last branch of the Two Holy Trees in the world belong to us."

Su Qin stretched out his hand and spread it out: "Then what about my son, seeing is believing, if you don't see it, it's not mine."

He grabbed her bracelet and hugged her around his waist, smiling gently: "Wait a few more years, it won't be so soon, you can have some time to learn how to make clothes for him."

"...Then this child is too miserable..." When Su Qin thought of the clothes he improved for himself, he suddenly felt that if Xiao Yezi went out in the clothes she made, he would probably be laughed at by the whole clan; "...I will try my best , there are still a few years to lose..."

In 3439 of the Second Era, a letter from Dagolla told Orifel to ask Thranduil to bring [-] elite elves to support him. Su Qin said that he would not follow him, and that one of them should stay here for stability. People's hearts, Thranduil closed and opened his eyes and kissed her lips devoutly, and went on the road without looking back to support his father.

In the first two months, the birds would help them convey news to each other. Later, the war became tense, and Dagolla's side was full of smog. The birds could not get close to the camp of the elf army, and Su Qin also encountered a ferocious orc army attack. , the half-orcs are extremely powerful, and their pet wargs are even more difficult to deal with.

The elves of Amonlan gave up most of their weapons to the front-line troops, which greatly reduced their combat effectiveness. After the tough battle in the daytime, they were attacked again in the middle of the night. Su Qin gritted his teeth and ordered everyone to retreat to the cave palace, preparing to rely on The traps in the dungeon support the line of defense.

At dawn, Su Qin listened to the team leader's report. There are less than a thousand elves who can continue to fight, and their homeland is behind. Those who...

Su Qin rubbed the bandage on her wrist, the injury had already healed, but she just couldn't remove the bandage, it was wrapped around her wrist as if he was still holding her hand.

Then he raised his head and wiped the stains on his face, and looked at the two captains calmly: "If I don't come back at sunrise, I will shoot all the tea oil bags in the direction of Amenlan, and take the rest of the people with me." Evacuate, El, you are the fastest, so you come to the back of the hall, and when you see the clansmen reach the safe area, light the fire."

"What about you, Eya, I can't leave you behind." The brown-red haired wood elf couldn't accept her decision; "What are you going to do, tell me and I'll go!"

Su Qin raised the long sword, his eyes were firm and decisive: "Being a princess should do your duty, and none of you can replace me. This country is where the people I love have put in a lot of hard work. It is my responsibility to protect the country and protect the people." glory."

After she finished speaking, she felt guilty, and felt that she was dying. If she could go back here, she would probably be put on the bed by Thranduil for seven or eight days. Well, not being able to get off the ground is a bit embarrassing, better than heart-piercing.

Su Qin went to release the source. Her source seems to be able to reproduce on its own. Each time it appears, the number and gloss are more and more dazzling than the last time. Sometimes, Su Qin looks at so many sources that are continuously collapsing from the body. I'm also quite surprised, although her body as an elf is not petite, at least for humans, a female 1.7 meters [-] is quite tall, but for Thranduil, she can still easily hug her and do whatever she wants.

With the ruthless devouring of the source, the army of a hundred half-orcs chasing from Amenlan was quickly defeated. They shouted Morgoth and looked at Su Qin who was covered in black burning particles with horrified eyes. She became the legendary Melkor.

But the origin did not let go of any half-orcs. Su Qinneng felt that the restraint she had been holding on to the origin was losing its effect. She tried hard to recall her origin, but except for some obedient ones who returned to the body, there were still some But it was subtly wrapped around her body, but it didn't blend into her body.

Su Qin didn't understand what was going on. She knew that the power that filled her whole body swelled to the point where her limbs, bones, and meridians were in severe pain, as if her body was about to be torn apart at any time. What dire consequences!

"...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh——" Her eyes were flooded with blood, and the blood gushing from her eyes mixed with tears made her face look horrible, and more blood flowed from her mouth, nose and ears. , and even diarrhoea, eventually turned into blood gushing out of the pores all over his body, from bright red to finally turning into thick red and black, as if infected with poison.

At sunrise, El failed to wait for their princess back. He stood on the top of the tree and looked at Amenlan, with warm liquid overflowing from his sad green eyes. He raised his bow and arrow that ignited the fire——

The forest watered with camellia oil burns quickly in the dry autumn, and the thick black smoke blows away with the wind and fills the sky above the giant green forest. The elves in the safe area looked at El, who came out of the forest, and realized that Unspeakably sad news.

The last alliance war lasted for ten years, and the Woodland Kingdom suffered the most damage. They lost their king on the front line and their princess on the defense line, and even a large area was turned into scorched earth. The once prosperous and verdant trees now only stand decayed on the ground. on desolate land.

Thranduil commanded all the remnants involved, and assisted the Silvan elves to migrate deeper into the jungle, and was crowned king in 3441 of the Second Age.

The following spring, Thranduil announced that the Kingdom of the Woodlands had a new member—his son, Legolas.

The Woodland Kingdom slowly repaired the country in the following years, repairing the scars left on the heart after the war. Thranduil sometimes stood at a high place and looked at Amon Lane, his eyes were heavy and his lips were tightly closed.

Legolas has a pair of blue eyes, with delicate features between his brows and eyes, he is very active. When he grew up, he started jumping up and down. Thranduil simply let him go with other little guys. Thinking about it, he thought it was aggressive A brave character, probably more like his lost star.

After the completion of the Woodland Hall, Thranduil suddenly remembered something during the first winter when he moved into the palace, so he walked to the viewing platform outside the sleeping hall. It was snowing at that time, and the world was occupied by snow-white velvet flowers. , the mountain wind howled and his robe was blown up, he overlooked the vastness of the mountains and rivers, the wind was blowing towards his face with snow, there were snowflakes sticking to the corners of his eyes and brows, a little snow fell under his eyes, slowly melting into water and sliding down his cheeks, the whistling In the wind there is a trance singing——

The author has something to say: 'Those broken stars sank to the bottom of the sea

The whole ocean is the tears of the stars

He looked at the sky alone and could not see his stars anymore

He can only silently guard the ocean of stars...'