[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

"Will you come to see me?"

Selah said this with a lot of meaning.

Thranduil paused for a moment, staring at the smiling face of the female elf, then let go of his hand, took a step back, with his hands behind his back, his gray eyes were deep and unwavering.

The other party kept silent, and Sera didn't mind. She casually sorted out some of the messed up clothes, looked up at him, and said in a tone so light that she couldn't hear any emotion, "Don't you want to hang me out for a few days? It's just It's only been half a day, can't you bear it?"

She broke his mind indifferently, Thranduil's eyes darkened slightly, his lips were pursed in displeasure, and he stared at her face, not letting go of the slightest change.After a while, until Sera raised his eyebrows, he slowly opened his mouth——

"What's your purpose?"

He didn't ask why she came back, or why she forced him to come here, or why she gave birth to his child.He didn't seem to be interested in these, but was full of vigilance towards her.

That's right, his reaction is normal and a challenge.

"It seems that you haven't forgotten me." Sera leaned against the wall with her arms folded, with a half-smile, "I thought you'd just abandoned me."

She actually said something like "how do you prove it?" If she hadn't been convinced that the elf's memory was excellent and her loyalty to love was unquestionable, she would have thought that the other party would have forgotten her long ago after so many years.

"Abandonment from beginning to end?" The Elf King repeated in a low voice, seeming to find it ridiculous, even a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face, his tone was as sharp as a blade, "When will you understand the meaning of abandonment from beginning to end?" ?”

He gave a short sneer, full of aloofness and contempt, looked down at her from top to bottom, his voice approached to a cold and flat voice, "You asked me to come... just to say this?"

Sera observed the other party's reaction with great interest, and made an extra note in her heart. When she heard his words, she immediately reacted.

"Of course not," she said, "I want to know when you can let me go."

The Elf King suddenly turned his head to stare at her, his gaze could cut people like a knife, he squinted his eyes, and smiled softly, unable to discern the meaning, "Let's go?..." He seemed to be asking in a low voice, "... Where do you want to go?"

"The farther away from here the better," Sera replied.

Snapped--

There was a sharp pain in her shoulder blades, and she was caught off guard by the opponent's hand stretched out and pressed against the wall behind her. The force was so strong that she could hardly move, her whole body was shrouded in the shadow and anger cast by the opponent, she lowered her eyes Eyelashes, feeling the deep breathing that the Elf King tried his best to suppress and the slightly hoarse voice almost gnashing his teeth——

"The farther away from here, the better?" Thranduil's fingers were about to dig into her bones, and he stared down at the calm-faced female elf, the vigorous anger burning like a flame in his heart , burned his calmness and restraint completely, "——how dare—you still dare to talk to me like this—"

Sera slowly raised his eyes, his thin and clear pupils like clear sky clearly reflected his irrational face.She seemed to be thinking for a while, and didn't care about his oppressive behavior, but her face was flat, as if it was no big deal, and she spoke slowly——

"lighter."

Thranduil paused, his jaw clenched, he slowly recovered from the anger that annihilated his mind, he pursed his lips, and remained silent for a long time, finally he relaxed his fingers slightly, but did not take a step back, Just standing in place, less than half a meter away, could smell the other party's breath.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes were indifferent.

"Does it hurt?" he asked softly.

Sera immediately understood his subtext, couldn't help but smiled amusedly, and answered him honestly, "Compared to giving birth to Legolas, this is nothing."

Thranduil's eyes narrowed slightly, and his complexion became complicated for a moment.Facing the female elf's gaze, he immediately turned his face to the side, lowered his eyes, the faint light of the starry sky sprinkled from the top of his head, like a light curtain shrouded around him, his thick eyelashes caught the beam of starlight, gray and transparent The halos reflected in the eyes made the elf's side face seem to be dyed by the night, too beautiful to be true.

If it was his child, Legolas who inherited the blood of Thranduil would grow up to be a very handsome and charming elf in the future, right?Sera thought so.

This sentence seemed to instantly shatter the anger he had gathered, leaving only sparks and ashes.Thranduil secretly took a deep breath to regain his composure and composure.Convinced that there would be no more unnecessary expressions on his face, he slowly turned his head and stared at her.

"I won't let you go," he said, like a notice, without any room for negotiation. "Stay quietly."

"It's impossible." Sera replied immediately, and successfully revived the elf king's suffocated momentum, his eyes sparkled, "You—"

"I have to go," Sera saw that he disagreed, her smile slowly disappeared, she stared at him with a blank expression, "It's getting better and better away from Legolas."

The farther away from you the better.

Thranduil hesitated for a few seconds, and he finally realized something was wrong - no.Logically speaking, she is not such an elf. Her rejection has always been straightforward, and it may hurt people, but it is not specifically targeted.She also rarely says a sentence a second time, it almost seems like—

Helpless?Powerless?

This idea came out of his mind like an unstoppable fire.He suddenly thought of her inexplicable disappearance back then, leaving without saying goodbye, and never hearing from her, which made him think that she probably died in that war.Even though she gave birth to his child, that and the only time she got close was 19 years ago, and she could only conceive that night... 19 years?What happened in the middle?

What did he miss?

It's like pouring a pot of cold water in the sky, extinguishing the last spark.Thranduil took a step back as if awakened, and looked at her carefully from top to bottom——

This Avari has some slight changes.

The most direct thing is probably her hair... The light gray that was once moonlight now seems to be blended into the white tone, and it looks no longer alive.Her face was no longer the healthy pink and white it used to be, but a kind of paleness that was blinding the sun, as if something was swallowing her life from the inside out.Her eyes faded from the empty indifference, and became deeper, as if there was an evil beast hidden in it before, but now it has been completely released——

This kind of change is like water flowing into the ocean, ordinary people can't detect it, only those who have been closest to her can know it.

Thranduil fixed her gaze firmly, and asked almost subconsciously.

"What... have you been through?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he frowned slightly, looking a little ashamed and annoyed, but he didn't want to take it back.

Sera watched with great interest the series of complexion changes of the Elf King. His changes obviously pleased her, so she shrugged and her tone became extraordinarily relaxed and cheerful, "Probably... polluted?"

Thranduil's pupils shrank slightly.what did she say?Did she really understand what she meant?

A... tainted elf?

When did this happen?Before or after she conceived?Why didn't she come to him?Could it be—

The Elf King closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his heart was churning with emotion, and the pain flowed from his chest to every corner of his body along with the blood.He understood everything from her words, about the reasons for her refusal, the reasons for her leaving in the first place, why she became so lifeless and weak, why she sent the baby back but insisted on leaving——

A polluted elf has only one ending.

In fact, he should be amazed by her perseverance: no elf has ever been tainted and left a pure and innocent baby.They are usually distorted and deformed by the erosion of darkness in the mother's womb, and even if they are born, they are still dead babies filled with rancid smell.

If what she said is true...and Legolas is now healthy and alive, it means—

"You guessed it, didn't you?" Sera said softly with a smile, "So you dare not open your eyes to look at me, right, Thranduil?"

It was the first time she called his name.She used to be called "Grey Elf", no different from other Gray Elves.

Thranduil slowly opened his eyes, and even Sera couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he saw his pair of gray eyes and the surging expression in them.

"When?" The Elf King's face was expressionless, but his voice was extremely soft. Seeing that she didn't answer, he asked again, "... When did it happen?"

Sera thought about it, but it wasn't that she didn't want to win the other party's sympathy, but that even she herself didn't know the exact time.

"Probably...before you appeared." Sera pondered for a long time and could only give this answer.She didn't lie, this Avari was indeed corroded by darkness very early on, becoming more and more indifferent, acting recklessly, and no longer valued life—it's just that she had a flat personality, and she never noticed this slight change .

She was originally an eastern elf with beautiful silver hair, until one day she found that her hair was slowly fading to gray, and her perception of dark breaths became weaker and weaker—she finally discovered something wrong deep in her body.

She does not know when she was infected.Maybe it was when she crossed the Misty Mountains in her early years, maybe she was invaded by poison when killing the big spider, maybe it was the long-term loneliness that made her no longer like a real elf... In any case, a polluted elf will only have an ending.

As for Thranduil's invitation and love, it was insignificant to her, and she never thought he would have any influence on her life.Until that night, she lost control, allowing strange desires to dominate her daily reason—until she discovered that there was a familiar, weak pulse in the depths of her body.

A tainted elf, pregnant with offspring.

What else can she do?It's nothing more than struggling, and finally chooses to keep it - anyway, she will soon become not herself, and there is no difference in living a day or two longer.So she used magic to reside all the pollution in her body, and none of them eroded the baby in her womb.

Until the real Sera came, all the vitality belonging to the elves dissipated, and she came back from the dark.

This is the cruel truth, not what the Elven King thinks it is.And Sera just made the facts more ambiguous. She didn't lie, but she didn't tell the truth. She let the other party's imagination fill in her imagination, telling her past that disappeared for 19 years, and even The picture at the beginning of the encounter... was coated with a beautiful and unrealistic halo.

She is a rejecter, a trickster, and a careerist.Araya and Serra are no different.

and so……

"Let me go, Thranduil," she smiled, her face was pale and tired, her eyes were like the deep sea, cold and dead, "you know the consequences of leaving me behind."

as a result of?Yes, he knew...of course he knew.She will pollute the whole forest.

And her leaving without saying goodbye, is this the truth?For him, for the woodlands, for Legolas?

Her heart...is not without their shadows...is that so?

Thranduil slowly opened his eyes, stared at her, remained silent for a long time, and finally made up his mind.

He is the king, descendant of the Vanyar elves, king of the wood elves.He is no longer the young and weak prince he once was.

And he would never allow his loved one to turn around and leave again, but there was nothing he could do.

Never let her go.

The author has something to say: the brain supplement is terrible...

Let me give you an analysis of why the king didn't feel that Sera was inconsistent——

When they met for the first time, Araya noticed that the backhand was an arrow, and she didn't even consider whether the other party was an elf or a human, it was just her subconscious action.She doesn't care about life.

She ate all the fruit and wine that the king sent, but she didn't think it was a kind of show of favor. Sometimes she came back to the appointment to repay these gifts equally. She didn't want to stay with the elves voluntarily.

When the king confessed, she refused without hesitation. She knew nothing about love and never considered the other party's feelings.She is a body that executes instincts, she does not understand emotions.

She did not migrate with the other Avari, and stood on the edge. She seemed to be carrying out justice, but she was not used to peace. She subconsciously loved war and killing.

After drinking, she completely changed her appearance, not because the alcohol misled others, but because something hidden inside her awakened.You can all guess what it is.

and so……

Um.It seems that the two are not the same, but the things in the bones will not change.Just like our personality traits are different at different ages.Just sauce.