Middle-earth Raiders Full Plan

"Why didn't you notify Rivendell of such a big matter as soon as possible?" Elrond didn't bother to blame Anila and Aragorn at this time, and Legolas just stayed where he was so cool, just pulling Anila's cold hands looked at her adopted daughter's haggard face, and she felt distressed, "That kid Kanod has only studied medicine for a few years? You just trust him. If I receive the news in time and rush to Gondor, maybe I can still go to Gondor." There is a little room for return."

Anila smiled, knowing that Elrond was only concerned about it for a while and then became confused. Gondor is so far away from the forest valley. Now, everything has already become a foregone conclusion.

"I'm also a doctor, Ada, and I know how my body is." Instead, Anila comforted, "It's already like this, and it's useless to regret. But, now you know why I abdicated , and pass the throne to Aragorn? So, please think again about his and Arwen's matter."

"This..." Gui felt sorry for his adoptive daughter, but Elrond still hesitated when it came to Arwen's question.

"You also know in your heart that Aragorn will not marry Arwen in this life." Anila said, "It is impossible for me to have an heir now. Do you want to see Numenor's blood completely cut off?"

These words sounded a little menacing, but Elrond had never seen such a humble and vulnerable threat in his life.

"I'll think about it again." Finally, Elrond sighed and waved his hands, "You guys go first."

Aragorn had been silent in front of Elrond just now, but as soon as he left Elrond's sight, he immediately became emotional and glared at Anila: "You really want Legolas to go west? "

"How can I make him go west?" Anila said calmly, "If he wants to go west, I'll build a boat to send him off. If he doesn't want to go west, I can't tie him to the boat no?"

"You..." Facing the increasingly slippery and cunning Emperor of Gondor, Aragorn gritted his teeth, "You know very well that if you let him stay, he will stay for you."

Anila's face turned pale, and she couldn't help biting her lips.

"Tell me, Aragorn," she asked him in a trembling voice, "by what right do I have him to stay for me?"

"He loves you, that's enough!"

"That's not enough!" Anila yelled sharply, "If I hadn't appeared just now and said those words, wouldn't you also go to Alvin and persuade her to leave?"

Aragorn choked, he really thought so just now.

"Besides, you also know what my situation is now." Anila lowered her head, "Arwen chose the fate of mankind for you, and you will have many children. After a glorious life, both of you will turn into dust, and there will be no more Any troubles and pains, and your children will continue to witness your love. But what about me? Aragorn, what else can I give him?"

"Where is your love, Anila?" Aragorn looked at Anila sadly, "Have you no longer loved Legolas?"

"Love is far less important than what you and Arwen thought, at least it is to me." Anila raised her eyebrows and looked into the distance, "When you become the emperor, I can be mine again." Ranger, let go of those burdens, and chase after everything I love...except love, but without love, no one will die."

Aragorn followed Anila's eyes and saw the blond elf from the dark forest standing on a high branch in the distance. He stared blankly at the stars and the moon, bathed in silver light, standing in the huge Under the full moon, the illusory and ethereal is unbelievable, as if he should belong to that moon, those stars, not this earthly world, the only fly in the ointment is that the elf's face is expressionless and blank, which makes him look like a lifeless exquisite doll.

"If you don't love him anymore, then why are you crying?" Aragorn asked Anila, turning his head, unable to bear to see the crystal tears in the eyes of his sister who rarely shed tears.

"I'm not crying for myself, what didn't I go through? What couldn't bear it?" Anila replied quietly, "I'm just not worth it for someone who got hurt in the same way by a goddamn bastard Twice."

"Twice?" Aragorn frowned, and he didn't know what happened between Anila and Legolas.

She started having nightmares again.

Since the end of the game and the death of Legolas, Anila has been plagued by similar nightmares. She simply relies on her own ability to stay awake all day long, and she will not dream.

Later, when she came to Middle Earth, Anila lost her abilities, but she gradually seldom dreamed, except for the two nights when she and Legolas passed by the small town of Tehapua when they first met, but also They were all awakened from their nightmares by Legolas.

Later, she became General Amastacia, surrounded by someone she liked, a younger brother, and a good and reliable companion, and never had those horrible dreams for her again.

But now, she started to have nightmares again, but no one woke her up gently when she was trapped by the nightmare, coaxed her clumsily but gently with his poor comforting tongue,

Aragorn took a deep look at Anila, turned and left, leaving the last sentence.

"No one will be hurt twice in a row in the same way, Annie, unless that person is willing."

The next day Elrond called a council.

At the meeting, Legolas watched Anila's expression secretly from the corner of his eye, and was discouraged to find that he couldn't see anything from Anila's face now. Anila, who never concealed her love for him, has completely disappeared, leaving only a hard and indifferent shell of Empress Lynn Snow.

Consensus was quickly reached on what to do with the Ring—the Ring must be destroyed, a conclusion that no one but Boromir disputed in the slightest.

"It's a gift, why can't we take advantage of it?" he said.

"No one can use it," retorted Aragorn. "The One Ring has but one master, and that is Sauron."

"As long as the will and strength are strong enough, I think it's possible." Boromir said unconvinced, "Your Majesty Lian Shelt—"

"I don't have the ability." Anila said bluntly, as if Legolas finally had a good reason, he turned his head to look at her suddenly, almost twisting his neck, "I agree to destroy the Lord of the Rings."

So Boromir could only sit down listlessly.

The only way to destroy the Lord of the Rings is to throw the ring into the lava of the Doomsday Volcano to melt it. Obviously, no one here is competent for this job. The elves and dwarves quickly quarreled. Although humans wanted to say something, but Looking at the Queen's face, no one dared to act rashly.

Anila has always been very calm, which is also natural. She knows the development and direction of the matter. In the end, the seemingly weak Hobbit Frodo must step forward and take over this difficult task.

Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli also stood up and vowed to escort Frodo to Mordor. Anila felt relieved and stood up with a smile: "Then Gondor——"

"Y/You can't!" Aragorn, Elrond, Boromir, and all the other Men of Gondor, however, interrupted her.

Anila's smile froze, and she lowered her face: "Why?" She didn't even finish her sentence.

"In this world, as long as you want, I am willing to follow you and protect you wherever you go." Boromir said firmly, "except for Mordor, I will never let you set foot there again."

"If humans and Gondor need to be represented, I think I can do it." Aragorn also said.

"I can also escort the Ring to Mordor in your place," said Boromir.

"I absolutely agree with this." Anila said immediately, did she want Boromir to die again?So, she seemed to compromise and said, "Well, I won't go to Mordor, but if I want to go back to Gondor, most of the roads to Mordor overlap with yours, so let's take it as a side trip, okay?"

Aragorn and Boromir stared at their cunning Queen, dumbfounded.

"What happened?" Legolas came over suddenly and looked at Anila suspiciously, "Why do you react so strongly to the fact that Anila is going to Mordor?"

Obviously what happened to Anila, Aragorn knew it, Elrond knew it, and everyone in Gondor knew it, but he was completely kept in the dark, which made Legolas very upset, as if he was suffocated Take a breath.

No one answered him, Anila bowed her head in silence, the people of Gondor did not dare to speak even looking at the queen, Aragorn looked at him sympathetically and sadly.

"Anila," well, since this is the case, Legolas didn't bother to pursue it, and said directly, "I want to talk to you."

"Well, yes, yes." Anila agreed vaguely, "but not now, I...I have to pay homage to Gilleen now, when I am free, I will talk to you talk about."

"Ani." Aragorn couldn't stand it anymore and shook his head, "Legolas is right, no matter what you think, you can't make all the decisions alone, Legolas has the right to know those thing."

"So what really happened?" Legolas frowned, "Why can't you tell me?"

"I, I haven't decided what to say yet." Anila was extremely embarrassed, her eyes dodged, and she didn't dare to look at Legolas.

"It's okay, I'm very patient with you, Anila." Legolas gritted his teeth and grabbed Anila involuntarily. "You can organize your language well, and I can wait."

"Don't be disrespectful to Your Majesty!" Boromir's face darkened, but Aragorn stopped him when he was about to make a move, "Master Aragorn, why did you stop me? I know that elf is the prince of Mirkwood, but even so, this behavior It's just too disrespectful—"

"Since you know that he is the elven prince of Mirkwood, you should also know that he is Legolas, the son of Thranduil?" Aragorn glanced at him, "Your parents never told you that Anila's alias is Amma. Was it about Stasha's time in Gondor?"

"Legolas?" Boromir was taken aback for a moment, and finally remembered why the name was so familiar, and his expression suddenly became complicated, "Legolas..."

Legolas was stern, dragging and pulling Anila, and walked fast. Anila was wearing a floor-length skirt, stumbling behind him, and when he walked to a place where there was no one around, Legolas Lars stopped suddenly and turned around. Anila was caught off guard and slammed into his arms.

"You, you are too much." Anila rubbed her sore nose, with teary eyes, staring at Legolas pitifully.

But Legolas was so annoyed now that he didn't care what Anila complained about, even if her next sentence was "but I like you too much", he didn't want to hear it, let alone it definitely wasn't.

"You really have the nerve to talk about me, Anila." He still had a cold face, "Now, can you give me an explanation?"

Anila licked her lips: "Aragorn and the others don't approve of me going to Mordor, probably because I am the Emperor of Gondor. If Sauron finds me, he will definitely not let me go easily."

Legolas nodded dispensably, indifferently: "What else?"

"Anything else? What else... oh, how have you been all these years?"

Legolas couldn't bear it anymore: "Stop being stupid, you know I want to hear what you have to say."

"Then what's there to say?!" Anila's face changed suddenly, and she became cold and strong in an instant, "You said you like me now and are willing to be with me, but it's too late, I regret it, human beings It’s so fickle, what’s so hard to understand? Why don’t you all just get together and get together and go away?”

Legolas looked deeply into Anila's eyes. "I don't believe what you're saying, Anila," he said. "You still love me. Why don't you admit it?"

"Who says I dare not admit it? That's right, I do love you. If you want to hear it, I can whisper it in your ear ten thousand times." Anila sneered, "But who has stipulated that two people should be in love with each other? Love means we will be together? If this is the case, the troubles in this world will be less than half. You are still so childish, Legolas."

Legolas was almost confused by Anila. After decades of not seeing her, she seemed to become more and more contradictory and unpredictable: "Then what are you afraid of?"

"Afraid? Nonsense, what can I be afraid of—" Anila paused, "Ah, if you put it that way, it is indeed..."

"what?"

"Maybe what I'm afraid of is my love for you." Anila looked at Legolas blankly, "If I didn't love you, maybe I would be much happier now."

Legolas' eyes widened in disbelief. "Would you rather you never saw me? Would you rather never visit Mirkwood during the Battle of Five Armies?"

……

"Yes." Anila replied.

But that wasn't enough, better she never played a goddamn game, never came to Middle-earth, never was the daughter of Arathorn and Gilraine.

Anila looked at the back of Legolas leaving angrily, thinking so.