[The Lord of the Rings The Hobbit] Ruby

Elena once had a dream of opening a tavern somewhere in Middle-earth, an idea she had only told Bilbo, who was very supportive.

"I can make a lovely little treat for your tavern then, how about a strawberry shortcake, I'm sure everyone will like it," said her hobbit friend, and Bilbo was always happy when it came to food, He was indeed an authority figure in the matter.

But Ellena didn't finally realize that dream until long after this conversation.

The story takes place No. 20 years after the end of the final battle. Legolas and Elrina are tired of staying in one place again, even though Ithirion has been under the governance of Faramir and Eowyn. Once again the most beautiful piece of land in the West, but the distance has been calling them.

So they decided to travel.

"Young people always have excess energy." This is Thranduil's evaluation of their travels. At the invitation of his son and daughter-in-law, the King of the Jungle would occasionally come down the Anduin River to Ithirion for a while. It's a warm winter, but for traveling, the elderly man has never caught a cold.

"Erina, please remember to come back before my funeral." Eowyn was particularly sentimental this time, she was no longer young, and time had left irreversible marks on this brave lady, making Al Linna felt sad for a while. Compared with elves, human life was too short.

Aragorn is also old, or he is no longer young at all. He was 87 years old when he and Iowyn met, not to mention that after so many years, His Majesty the Emperor is still the strong, optimistic and funny northern ranger. When Golas and Elena bid farewell to him in Minas Tirith, His Royal Highness, apart from regretting not being able to accompany them, kept praising the beauty of the former capital of the north, Annuminas: "My My friends, it must be a great pity, even in the long lives of your elves, not to see the beautiful reflection of Annuminas by the Evening Lake."

Elena bid farewell to him with a suppressed smile, and walked with Legolas on the clean streets of the White City. The passing people of Gondor saluted them one after another. Aselas exuded a sweet scent and ran away with a smile.

"My Royal Highness is still as popular as before." Ellena joked, and Legolas smiled and handed her the flowers: "My Royal Highness shines like a melon tree every day."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Merry and Pippin, who were watching secretly, expressed their hot eyes and waved their little hands to urge them to leave: "Go, go, the sour smell of love is going to poison the old man!"

They smiled and flew away on their horses, passing through the Pelenno Plain where the Emperor's coronation ceremony had been held, and marching all the way to the northwest.

A week later they arrived in Edoras, and the grizzled King Iomer received them in the golden Meduseld, a golden palace as magnificent and splendid as they had been the last time they came, except that the king was old. , the feast is no more.

They left Rohan after worshiping King Theoden, and stopped briefly in Lothlórien during the summer when the melon trees were most lush, the dreamland of flowers blooming after the Galadriel couple went west. The land is no longer its former glory.

Then they crossed the Redhorn Pass, and after a difficult and tedious journey they reached Brie on New Year's Eve.

Buttercream at the Prancing Horse Hotel has changed. He is the son of Barryman Buttercream, a middle-aged man who looks very similar to his father. Fortunately, his memory is not like his father's. Oops.

"Good day, Mrs. Ellena and Mr. Legolas, I'm so glad to see you again!" The excited little butter uncle wiped his hands on the white apron, and bowed awkwardly to salute.

The elves smiled back, and Ellena joked with him: "It seems that the business of the Prancing Horse Inn is much better than before the war. It makes me want to open a tavern in Bree."

Little Buttercup said embarrassingly: "It's all thanks to you. If you open a tavern in Bree, even guests from far east of the Misty Mountains will come here."

"Then I'll take your word for it," Ellena said with a smile, "We plan to open a tavern in Fornoster. If it's convenient, help me promote it."

Little Buttercup nodded hurriedly and said, "It must be." Although it was unavoidable that he was a little curious about why the two elves ran to the far north to open a tavern, his nature made him quickly forget the doubts in his heart, and he entertained the distant couple. Guests, while introducing the experience of family-run inns.

I have to say that when it comes to doing business and entertaining guests, members of the Buttercup family are as good at archery as Legolas and Ellena. Many experiences are worth learning from. Ellena asked him to borrow Take a pen and paper and write it down.

When there were only two people left in the room, Legolas, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Why didn't I know that we were going to Fornoster and we were going to open a tavern there?"

"Ah, is it?" Elena looked at him innocently, "Then you know now, don't you?"

Legolas smiled helplessly. He had been taught many times about Ellena's whim and stubbornness. Although he knew nothing about running a tavern, as long as Ellena was happy.

Anyway, they don't rely on this for food.

Although they had a preliminary plan, Ellena was not in a hurry. They went to Fornost first. Herbara, one of Aragorn's former ranger partners, was stationed here. He was a reliable and upright fellow. Elena threw him the design blueprint of the tavern building, and took Legolas to Aragorn's palace by the Twilight Lake to play and rest.

Annuminas is surrounded by mountains and rivers. This ancient city with a glorious history has regained its glory under the leadership of King Eliza. The towering towers overlook the wide lake, and there are small boats carrying residents and goods on the lake. Traveling back and forth reminded Ellena of the original Long Lake Town. Of course, Anuminas was much more grand than Long Lake Town.

Aragorn's palace was built on an independent island, very much in the style of the royal family of Gondor. It is gorgeous and solemn. The courtyard is filled with beautiful flowers and plants that elves love. A melon tree next to the fountain sways its branches and leaves with the wind. Arwen would love it.

Only the two of them were intentionally left in the palace, and they spent a sweet time here. The bouquet of Aseras given to Legolas by the little girl was dried by Elena, and at this time It came in handy.

When the dried Aceras is soaked in hot water, it will emit a refreshing fragrance, which will make people feel refreshed and at the same time enhance people's sense of smell.What's even more amazing is that it doesn't smell the same to everyone who smells it.

Elena and Legolas were half lying in the large marble bathtub, and the sweet fragrance of herbs lingered around her. She stroked Legolas' cheek and asked softly, "What's that smell you smell?" ?”

"Huh?" Legolas thought for a while, and described, "It's the long-lasting fragrance of flowers under the bright moonlight, gentle and joyful."

"Then I smell really different from what you smell," Ellena giggled, she lowered her head to face Legolas, her long black and golden hair intertwined, "I smell It’s the smell of the sun, the forest breeze blowing through the golden mellon trees, it’s melting, just like your smell.”

Legolas kissed her with a smile, and Ellena kissed back unwillingly. The sound of water and sweet exclamation sounded together, playing a joyful movement together, and then stilling together.The two wet people hugged each other tightly, and the flame in the depths was extinguished and then rekindled until the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the fragrance of Aceras completely dissipated.

Elena lay lazily on the edge of the bathtub to appreciate the night outside the window, and let Legolas touch and clean up the embers after the passion. "Aragorn is right, this is indeed a beautiful place."

Legolas kissed her neck from behind, his voice was as gentle as a breeze: "It's not that the moonlight is beautiful tonight, but that you are more seductive than the moonlight."

The old couple spent the whole spring in Annuminas shamelessly, and they didn't return to Fornoster until the flowers of the melon tree were in full bloom.

On the same day, Fornoster's second tavern opened. The owner of this tavern is an elf couple. They sell a glass of drunk spirits, traditional Shire beer and sweet wine. If you don’t want to drink, the handsome Mr. Elf will provide you with a bowl of fish soup or bone soup cooked by his wife himself. The tavern also sells Lambas biscuits, which are very popular among travelers passing through Fornoster. popular.

Little Buttercup's prophecy came true, and the tavern often welcomed guests from the east of the mountains, and Aragorn and Arwen always came to have a drink every time they came to Dusk Lake for vacation.

If you pass by Fornoster in the 80s to [-]s of the fourth era, don't miss this shop to taste the wine brewed by elves.

Oh, by the way, the name of the store is Erin Rasgaran, and if you can't remember the Sindarin name, call it the Leafy Forest.

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A long time ago, a brain hole finally came out