The Fellowship of the Lord of the Rings - A Tale of the Elven King

Thranduil followed the female elf to the Mirkwood. This time he finally understood why the subordinates he sent always returned in vain. The figure of the female elf blended perfectly with the Mirkwood at night. It was also difficult for experienced elves to find her whereabouts. She seemed to have disappeared into the night. Even Thranduil almost lost her several times. It had something to do with the long gray-brown cloak he was wearing. He always felt that the cloak looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

In any case, he managed to follow her footsteps and left the elf path, and entered this area that he had never noticed before. In fact, this area was already beyond the scope of the elf kingdom, so almost no elves would come here, Seran Dill felt more and more interesting, it was like an interesting adventure, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore, the female elf had disappeared in a flash of his just now, leaving only himself It looks like a lost deer in this dense forest.

But our Thranduil is an experienced warrior after all, he quickly found the tallest tree nearby, jumped onto the branch with a light leap, the bright moonlight illuminated his field of vision, he could see not far away There was a light flickering beside the flowing water, and he couldn't see what the light was because of the cover of the leaves, but as long as he had a clue, it would be easy.

Thranduil jumped off the branch, walked gently to the river, and then saw a scene that he will never forget in his life:

A female elf is sitting by the river, gently stroking her long hair with both hands, her long hair falls on her body like a waterfall, shining like the purest white gem, beautiful and dazzling, she is just like that Sitting on the stone by the river, the river water shone brightly to add color to her beauty, and the full moon's light fell on her, making her look as holy and beautiful as the green silk of Il after the stars.

Thranduil was instantly suffocated by this beauty and couldn't move. He thought of Queen Galadriel of Lothlorien, the beauty of the golden forest with beautiful long golden hair. That beauty, it is said that it was inspired by Galadriel's hair that Feanor would incorporate the holy light of the Two Sacred Trees into the Elf Silmarillion he made.Thranduil had seen that queen before, and her beauty really surprised him, but now Thranduil felt that the long silver hair of the female elf in front of him was comparable to her, and even surpassed her.

His shock made him flustered, and even before he was aware of it, his lips had already spit out the words first.

Antinoya was also surprised. She never thought that there would be other elves coming to this place that only she knew. When she turned around, she found a handsome man in front of her that she had never seen before.

Antinoya basically has no understanding or appreciation for men. She just feels that the man in front of her makes her heart beat faster. His slender figure feels light and powerful. He wears a pair of leather boots on his feet and holds a delicate Long sword, he is wearing a dark red robe with delicate and noble patterns on it, the clothes inside are woven with silver silk threads, the large neckline shows his delicate and beautiful collarbone, and his long silver-white hair is soft And neatly draped over his shoulders, the most exciting thing is his face:

His face is like the most perfect statue, with sexy lips tightly pressed, high nose bridge, long thick black eyebrows, handsome and charming, and a pair of charming blue eyes that seem to penetrate people's hearts. Looking at his eyes makes people fascinated but also makes people feel inferior.

Antinoya felt like an ugly duckling suddenly saw a beautiful and noble swan. She really wanted to take another look at him, but her inferiority complex suddenly magnified by his charming eyes made her unable to If she stayed any longer, she felt that she would cry out of inferiority in the next second, so she hurriedly put on her long cloak, turned around and ran away.

Antinoya's departure also woke Thranduil up. He chased after her, but she disappeared soon. Thranduil searched around, but found nothing. He He stopped and began to think carefully, there were some things he needed to figure out.

Thranduil felt very strange. He clearly came here with the mysterious elf from before. According to the news he got, this female elf named Antinoya should have black hair. According to him Guess he thought he'd see something like a big iron cauldron boiling toads and spiders or dark magic with flickering green flames, but now all he found was a long silvery hair that shone like a white jewel Beautiful elf.

He couldn't forget that beautiful moment, and his current mood was as if Beren saw the beautiful Lucien in the forest for the first time in the elf legend, just like the ancient ballad described:

(The following is quoted from Tolkien's original work)

lush leaves, green grass

The endless reeds are as vigorous as the wind

Dazzling lights come and go on the grassland

Beautiful stars shine in the shadows

Tinuviel danced in high spirits

Follow the invisible bagpipe music

Starlight shines in her hair

Gorgeous clothes streamer Jinghao

Beren from the cold mountains arrives

he got lost in the dense forest

walk alone in mourning

On the banks of the elf river

He asked the way to the boundless reeds

but see the dancing of golden flowers

And that beauty's cloak and costume

The dark hair is like a shadow companion

magic healed his tired body and mind

He is destined to roam the mountains and forests

Forward with strength and full of joy

catch the moonlight

Through the wooded hills of the elves' land

Beautiful woman hides with a clever smile

He is left alone begging

In the silent forest sky side

He heard the sound of the queen fleeing

light as leaves

Or wander like the Qiongyin of the earth

quivering in hidden valleys

The reeds have withered

a sigh of sadness

Whispering in the beech forest a dream

In the bleak woods is endless melancholy

He wandered all over the world for Yiren

Traveled to the corners of the earth and the ends of the sky

Bathed in moonlight and starlight

Through blizzard and frost

Seeing her cloak crescent hanging

as if on that distant hill

She dances the colorful clouds

With her figure rising against the wind

When winter passed, she appeared again

Her ballad unleashes the beautiful dawn

Like a flying lark and the rain and dew

Whispers of Melting Frost

Fairy flowers are blooming

Appearing at her feet, healed his bitter love

Listen to her singing and get drunk on her dancing

Looking at the fair lady on the green grass

She turned and ran away again, but this time he refused to let go

Tinuviel!Tinuviel

He called her elf name

make her stop and look back

For a moment, the power of magic seized the beautiful person

Beren's voice pierces the noise

The end will come from now on, because of her dexterous ears

In his arms, tears of despair

Beren looked into her eyes

covered in the shadow of her hair

It's the trembling starlight pleading

He saw the reflection in the mirror swaying

Tinuviel is the star of the elves

Immortal elves

Dark hair twisted around him

How sweet it is to have a lover in your arms

Fate ruthlessly separated the two

across the icy mountains

Journey through the Halls of Steel and the Darkguard

Step into the Mirkwood and the Boundless Marsh

The sea can't separate the love and dreams

They can finally stay together without regret

Into that endless dream

Never regret this choice.

Thranduil tried his best to calm down his agitated emotions. It had been a long time since he had such ups and downs. He tried to calm down his brain and regain his sanity to look at the problem in front of him.

He had never seen the appearance of the night-walking female elf, and he couldn't be sure if the silver-haired elf was her, but he felt that the elf cloaks they wore were all the long gray-brown cloak, and he could directly determine that the elf was her. It should be the same thing, and this is what makes him strange. He believes in the loyalty and ability of his subordinates. The information they investigate should be true and correct. Of course, no matter how stupid a person is, it is impossible to confuse silver hair with black hair. , so what's going on here?In just one month, the originally black-haired elf turned into silver hair. What is this?magic?or something else?

Thranduil felt that it was necessary for him to go back and investigate carefully, and he also hoped to see her again.

On the other hand, Antinoya quickly returned to her residence, and swore to the great Il Bilusi that she had never run so fast.