Nature

Legolas watched Tauriel and Kili chatting, the firelight reflected the red-haired elf's face, casting a shadow, her bright red lips moved slightly, and then two dimples appeared on her face.

He stood on the covered bridge, his blond hair hanging down his shoulders, feeling a little lost in his heart.

The elves in the underground palace were telling about the relationship between him and Tariel, and even his father asked him about it cryptically, but he didn't feel that he really planned to spend his life with her, that kind of subtle psychology, I hope Tariel To be able to pay more attention to his mood, he feels that he has not yet reached the level of love.It's just a little bit more than friendship, he thought so, but he felt a tightness in his chest.

a dwarf.

He mockingly felt that Iluvita's children and Aoli's children really didn't match at all. Standing together, you need to look down to see their thick beards and rough skin that is prone to wrinkles.

He turned around and walked back to his room.

Legolas never imagined that one day they would draw swords against each other.When the sword edge shining with the cold brilliance of the stars brushed against his face, three golden hairs fell to the ground.

The world was silent, only the sound of blades clashing, and the ice whip whistling on his head. He didn't know if his words had offended her.

— "What are you doing? Stranger?"

He managed to dodge the sword's edge, thinking that she had become more and more powerful after not seeing her for hundreds of years.

The feeling of being betrayed by a friend was not very good. He turned around and pulled out the dagger with his left hand to defeat the attack.

Eya Anna Kai Mengting.

He silently recited her name, remembering the first time he met her.The filthy girl next to the spider-shaped monster's hunting net.

She was a special girl, Legolas had always thought so, so it was not surprising, after spending time with her later, why her room was arranged near his.

"Look at her, Legolas," his father had said to him then.

She said she had no home, he remembered, but later found out that not only was she homeless, she had no kin.

He didn't understand what it was like to have no relatives, so he asked Haldir specifically, and Haldir said he didn't know either.

A streak of blood was drawn on his face, Legolas felt a little angry, he began to exert strength, and pointed his sword straight at her chest but did not want to be swept away again.

The cloak was spinning, and he watched the long sword stop abruptly when it touched his wrist, the black figure was rushing forward, a gust of wind was picked up, his wrist flipped up, and her hood fell off.

The sound of boots landing, he turned his back to her, watched the guards rush up, and recalled the scene of passing by in shock.

Silver hair fell down, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a teardrop sliding down her face.

"—tied her up."

The hood was put back on, and she passed him again, without any extra words, he suddenly raised the dagger.

A burst of unknown emotions came to my mind: "Take her to the original room." He paused, as if explaining something, "Shut her up."

With a "snap", his dagger was knocked off, and his boots stepped on the ice, making a clacking sound, and the black figure raised his head proudly.

She was not like this.

He followed the guards, stepped on the frost, and came to her original room. He watched the familiar stranger disappear behind the door, the door was closed, and the rest of the elves had left. He thought it was like a dream.

— "She went after her heart."

Lorien, Lady Galadriel said to him in answer to her departure.

—"She'll make a great elf."

Of course she would, she was the Light of Nature, the child of Camantari.

—"Call me Anna," she insisted to him under the golden melon tree.

It was a good time, Legolas recalled, the memory of 500 years ago was slightly yellow, and he could always think of everything about her.

A girl who is different from any elves or humans, with hope and persistence shining in her black eyes, but now, she has become a stranger.

It's a pity that there are wrinkles on that face now, Legolas thought, if she hadn't barged in so rudely, he might feel sorry for her, after all, she was quite beautiful before, her face It is also much smoother than other human women.

But he was angry at the thought of her coming uninvited. Wasn't it natural that he and the dwarves were at odds with each other?Why did she help those dwarves?Could this be her heart?

"What are you doing here?" He stood outside the door and asked her, touching the lock that held her.

There was no sound from inside, and he asked again.

"—Anna?"

There was still no movement in the room, and then he heard a low voice: "You go..."

"Why!" Anger welled up in his heart, and Legolas slammed the door heavily, drawing the attention of the elf guards around him. He roared angrily: "In Lorien, you told me you would come back, 500 years It passed, and what I waited for was a group of dwarves and a sword! Is this what you said to come back?! We took care of you for a while and sent you to Lorien. This is the kindness the king has never shown to humans. And Your reward is to sneak into the palace and try to let a group of thieves go!"

There was no more sound from the room, and Legolas left angrily, feeling that he needed to calm down.Passing the guard sideways, he heard a heavy muffled sound coming from the room.

Without looking back, he left here.

"You seem to be very kind to her?" Thranduil stood in front of the throne, and slowly drew out the tone.

"She's not ordinary." Legolas tried to keep his composure, which he did.

"Of course not, neither humans nor elves." Wang lifted up his robe and sat down.

Legolas wasn't surprised at all, of course he knew who she was.That's why he thought that her departure was to train himself to be worthy of that glorious name, but he didn't expect that she would do this!

Thranduil's blue eyes stared at his son, with a feeling that he didn't want to stay, first there was Tauriel, and then there was natural light.He'd had this hunch the first time he saw the dark-haired girl, and he'd known it was going to be a big problem when she'd instigated Legolas to slip out of the forest.

"What should we do with her?" He deliberately asked the young elf's opinion, trying to find out something.

"Follow the king's judgment." Thranduil was not satisfied with the standard answer.

"Since you're going to put her under house arrest in the room, go and get rid of the frost there."

Thranduil saw his son's brow furrowed with satisfaction.

Tariel was very dissatisfied, she didn't feel that she, the captain of the guard, needed to bother to deal with the troubles caused by her friends on the ground, but she had to because Legolas didn't seem very happy.

Sighing, she walked outside Anna's room, feeling the need to ask what was going on.

"Anna, I'm Tauriel."

"Long time no see, Taurier." Thinking of a slightly old voice, Taurier frowned.

Her friend should not be an ordinary human being, and although the Númenóreans can live so long, she doesn't think her friend is from Dúnedain.

"May I ask why you came to the underground palace? His Royal Highness Legolas is very angry." Tauriel asked cautiously.

There was silence in the room for a long while, and then there was a faint sound of sorry.

"Anna?" Tauriel called, and there was no more sound in the room.

Legolas went back to his room, opened a bottle of Dovinian's wine, and drank it.

He heard the sound of Taurier leaving, the sound of guards walking and the sound of melting ice and snow.

None of them worry.He thought, but frowned.

He was so upset to find he was thinking about the intruder again that he decided to never talk to her again.

But then he remembered the octahedral ice crystal she gave him on the way to Lorien, and he began to look for that beautiful, colorful crystal that could reflect the tenderness and sunshine of the moonlight.

The crystal was quietly lying on his hand, and he suddenly remembered that drizzle afternoon, that face that was different from western humans looked at him quietly and asked him what troubles he had in a soft voice.

——"Do what you want, life is so long, there are many great things waiting for you in front of you."

At that time, he was about to try his skills in the wider world outside, when she suddenly appeared and opened a new door for him.

——"Then sneak out, the opportunity is created by yourself."

Although he was spotted by the guards in the middle, at least he tried, and was later unexpectedly allowed to go outside to hone his skills.

He knew many stories about great human beings. He asked her why short-lived human beings could be so inconceivable in the face of Morgoth, who was afraid of even elves, and she replied that it was because of love.

——"Because life is short, you have to love and hate to the fullest. Burn and release your emotions in the short years, and then die without leaving any regrets."

——"Love is an unexplainable force, it is the firmness that can transcend time and space, and it is the desire to use everything I have to treat you well in my lifetime."

A knock on the door interrupted Legolas' thoughts. He opened the door and saw the flustered face of the guard.

"—the dwarves, they ran away."

Running along the banks of the Jungle River, Legolas shot arrows at the Orcs, saving their prisoners from the hands of their enemies.

He stepped over the broken tree that lay across the water and landed on the dwarves' heads one by one.

Really strong, he thought, released three arrows, turned around reluctantly, and stepped on it again.

Taurier was running on the bank, but he didn't catch up with the speed of the river. It seemed that he couldn't stop the group of dwarves. He thought, retracted his left foot, and shot hard, and the two half-orcs were strung together.

The dwarf escaped at last, but with a sigh of relief.

A goblin sneaked up on him from behind, a feathered arrow piercing the air.

With a ding, Taurier's arrow missed the black arrow.

"Wait!" Legolas turned around and stopped Tauriel's movements, "Don't kill him, save him alive."

"Stand back." Thranduil ordered Tauriel, and sent the angry female elf away.

"I don't care if a dwarf lives or dies, answer the question. You have nothing to fear, tell us what you know, and I will set you free." Thranduil ordered indifferently, and Legolas raised his dagger upwards. lift.

"Someone wants you to kill them, why? Thorin? What does the oak shield have to do with you?" Legolas took up his father's question.

"That dwarf brute will never be king!"

"King? There is no King of the Mountain now, and there will never be. As long as the dragon lives, no one will dare enter Erebor."

"Not anymore," the half-orc said hoarsely. "Ning Kun can't stop us, and you can't stop us. Darkness will come to this land."

"Who is Ning Kun?" Legolas frowned, and the dagger approached the orc's throat.

The half-orc laughed, and glanced at the shattered ice left on the promenade in front of the throne, "You have seen her coolness, blonde."

The author has something to say: Xiaoxiu. (June 6)

Cool has the meaning of cold and cold, so it is a pun.As for blonde, it is a person with blond hair, blue eyes and white skin. Blond generally refers to men, and blonde generally refers to women. The half-orcs said this in order to ridicule the femininity of elves, just like when Kili made a male elf in Rivendell Identify as a female elf.

The last paragraph is slightly modified to reveal Anna's identity a little more, the half-orc is a god assist!