[The Hobbit] Dressed as a female dwarf

#Dinner in Turin#

When King Saul and Prince Sorin came to Silya's bedroom, the little guy was sleeping soundly while holding the white gem tightly in his right hand.

The length of the necklace only reached her chest, being held so tightly by her, a shallow strangle mark was drawn on her neck.

Seeing her like this, Sorin shook his head helplessly, full of worry in his heart, she was still so small and her neck was so fragile.

Stretching out his hand cautiously, he tried to take the white gemstone from Silya's hand, but he didn't want the sleeping little person to turn around and hold the gemstone in his hand even tighter.

"Hey, it seems that Silya is more like us dwarves, they all like gems like this." Thor saw Thorin's intentions, and said with a smile, his tone was full of the quality of "love gems" for Silya praise.

"Perhaps, the little guy will smile more happily when he sees the gem." Sorin said while bending down to look at Silya on the shaker.

She was wearing a fluffy white velvet pajamas, which Megol helped her change not long ago. Under the sun, two long eyelashes cast two shadow areas. Her complexion was much fairer than ordinary dwarves, like a good girl. Alluring as goat milk.

"She is the best gift that Uncle Walter gave Iruber." With his lips pursed lightly, Thorin looked straight at Sol—his own royal way, "Grandpa, you will like her, she has such magical powers."

"It seems that my dear grandson likes this sister very much." Saul said leaning over to look at the child in the cradle.

"She is very similar to Walter when she was a child. You can see that they both have a high nose bridge." Sol said excitedly, and the thoughts of Walter in his heart made his eyes heat up.Rubbing the corners of his eyes, he smiled slightly and asked Sorin, "I've never seen the little guy sober. Tell me, what color are her eyes? Are they blue?"

"The king guessed right, Silya has eyes like sapphires." Sorin said in a low voice, not knowing how to comfort this old man who missed his deceased son.

"Really? That's great." Sol couldn't help nodding, "I really want to see the little guy wake up soon."

"Should I wake her?" Thorin asked.

"No, you can bring Silya to see me at the dinner party tonight." Sol hurriedly waved his hands, and kissed Silya affectionately on the forehead.

……

Today's Iruber is full of busy figures. Everyone knows that Princess Silya of the Turin family arrived in Iruber safely today.

The King of the Mountain ordered to prepare a grand dinner to welcome the little princess who came from afar.

Beautiful singing voices continued to be heard from Iruber. The harp, drums, and flute were intertwined with each other to weave the most beautiful music in the world, and it was also the best music Silya had ever heard in her life.

With her eyes open, staring at the empty ceiling, Silya has been in a daze mode for a long time after waking up.

Sorin came to see Sir Yashi, the little guy was obedient and well-behaved.

"Your Highness, you are here." Megol smiled and bowed in salute.

"Is Silya crying?" Sorin stepped forward and waved to the little figure on the rocker, but Silya, who was in a daze, didn't respond.

"The little princess is very obedient, she hasn't said a word since she woke up." Megol couldn't help admiring, she had raised many children, and she had never had one as obedient as Silya.

"Yeah." The prince hummed lightly, then stretched his head to stare at Silya and shouted, "Hi, Silya, are you in a daze?"

Silya came back to her senses, looked at the prince who was close in front of her eyes, and blinked blankly. It can be seen that Sorin's eyes are really hot.

"What's your expression?" Sorin smiled helplessly. He didn't believe that such a young child would know how to be in a daze.

Raising his hand to pinch Silya's smiling face, he couldn't help laughing, "Now I'll take you to see Grandpa, everyone in Iruber is waiting to meet the little princess."

He nodded at the tip of her nose, and held the little guy in his arms without hesitation.

"Your Highness, let me do it." Megol stood aside and hurried forward and said.

"No, I can."

……

There are paulownia tables and chairs on both sides of the aisle in the inner hall, and there are big bowls of food and wine on them, and the intoxicating fragrance is wafting in the air.

When Sorin walked in with Silya in his arms, the noisy inner hall instantly quieted down, only the elegant sound of the harp remained.

"Let me see, our lovely little princess of the Duling clan." The King of the Mountain on the high seat hurriedly stretched out his arms and urged.

"Obey." Sorin bent slightly, and handed Silya in his arms to Thor.

Before Silya could react, the person holding him suddenly turned into an old man with a white beard. The big beard covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of wrinkled eyes that were still piercing.

"Hi, my dear Silya, thank you for coming. In the name of the ancestor of Turin, I wish you a healthy growth in Iruber."

As soon as Sol's voice fell, everyone in the inner hall hurriedly toasted and shouted, "I wish the little princess Silya a healthy growth."

The scene in front of her was a little shocking. Silya was hugged by Sol for a long time without recovering. It was one thing to see it in the movie, but it was another feeling to experience it personally. The fresh feeling made her suddenly I feel warm in my heart.Compared with the various creatures in Middle-earth, the dwarves are indeed inferior in appearance, but they are hardworking and kind-hearted, and there is no race that can look down on the dwarves for their skillful craftsmen.

At this moment, Silya had a lot of affection for the dwarves.

The dinner went on very late, and the King of the Mountain was not willing to let Silya go until Megol came over to remind her that she hadn't eaten yet.

Being put back on her little crib, Silya licked her breasts with a face of enjoyment while listening to the music outside the door.

However, this enjoyment is interrupted by a dwarf with a green beard.

"You all go down." The dwarf dismissed everyone with one mouthful, and Silya licked his mouth, dissatisfied with those who interrupted his meal.

Staring at the green-bearded dwarf, Silya was puzzled. I hadn't seen this dwarf at the banquet just now. Who is he?Why do you look at yourself in a weird way.

It's not the kind of respect from the waitress, nor the love from Thorin and Sol, she can't see through, those eyes are too complicated and weird.

"Alia shouldn't have sent you to Iruber, how could she have the face to send you here." The green-bearded dwarf said in a low voice, looking at another person through Silya.

Thorn's eyes became cold, and the scene of Walter's beheading kept replaying in his mind, and the pain almost overwhelmed his reason.

Silya felt a killing intent, she couldn't understand, what is there to hate about a baby.

"Don't kill me, I'm afraid of pain." Silya couldn't help praying in her heart. At this moment, she longed to see Sorin more than ever.

"What? Are you afraid? Sure enough, you have the keen blood of elves." Thorn smiled coldly, "Don't worry, I won't be so cruel, but you are not qualified to stay in Iruber, you are not welcome here. "

After he finished speaking, he roughly picked up the child in the cradle, quickly turned around and rushed out the door.

The wind could not stop whistling past her ears, and Silja's cheeks hurt because the armor of the green bearded dwarf was hurt. She wanted to cry, but when she opened her mouth, a big hand covered her mouth heavily. It was the green dwarf.

Thorn ran very fast, and soon came to the city of Iruber, whistling towards the sky, and the black spots hovering in the sky kept circling downward.

It was a black eagle domesticated in the north, holding a basket under its bare talons, which was just the right size for Silya.

Seeing the intention of the green-bearded dwarf, Silya kept wailing in her heart, are you kidding me, is this an eagle or not a human being, it dropped her from the air halfway, or even ate her, what should I do?

"Even if you hate me and want to send me away, can you please find a safer way?" The Silya couldn't stop crying, but no one could understand the "baby language" that came out of her mouth

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