Nature

It was hundreds of years ago that Haldir first met Legolas and Camentine in Lothlórien, and he still remembered that she was not called Camentine at that time, and they all called her Anna.

"In the past few days, there will be guests from Mirkwood." Galadriel found him at that time. "There is also a very important guest, a woman who looks like a human being."

Likehuman, she said at the time, so Haldir wasn't surprised when she heard their bearings.

The ice-cold feathered arrow pointed at Legolas, and was aimed at by the prince of the jungle as expected.

——"Welcome, compatriots from the north..."

"... Legolas, son of Thranduil."

The blond elf returned the salute slightly, and Haldir felt that this scene was all too familiar, but this time, he was not accompanied by the natural light.

He was standing in the main hall, and Lady Galadriel held her hand, announcing her.

Not a human, nor an elf, but has a more noble identity.

Haldir looked sideways slightly, and he still remembered the surprised expressions of the elves who didn't know that she was not human.

Of course, in fact, he should have thought of another layer of her identity, shouldn't he?I believe that not all elves will encounter people with such changeable identities in their lifetime.

So he wasn't too surprised when Eyaana Camentine returned to Lothlórien as Queen of the Water Elves.After all, she once manipulated water to splash him all over.

"You have brought evil." He looked at the dark-haired hobbit, and with the elf's keen senses he could see that the little halfling was uneasy.

"Lord Elrond has brought news," said the human ranger.

"Yes," Haldir recalled the message sent by the courier several months ago, "the expedition team composed of ring-bearers and ring-guardians, please come in."

He led the eight members through the forest, wondering why one person was missing.

Legolas lowered his head, his blond hair drooped slightly, and his eyes were dull, reminding Haldir of the time he passed Lorien more than 50 years ago.

That was when Eribo had just been captured and Kai Mengting had just become queen.The elf of the jungle came to Lorien in a hurry, tired and dusty.

There were rumors that he had been banished from the forest because of an elf quarrel with his father, but seeing the grief in Legolas' eyes, Haldir decided not to ask any questions.

"The last time we met was during the vigilance and peacetime." He greeted him, "How time flies!"

"Quick indeed, Haldir," said Legolas. "In a moment, some are dead."

Haldir knew that he hadn't recovered from the pain of the war, just like now, seeing his friend's expression, he decided to change the topic like last time.

"By the way, why didn't Her Highness Kai Mengting come with you? Did she stay in Imladris?"

Legolas jerked his head up, just like last time, but with an uncontrollable pain.

He pursed his lips, his eyes showed sadness and despair, but he tried his best to keep his voice calm, but he couldn't restrain the slight trembling and the exertion in some places.

"She set out with us, but fell into the abyss in Moria, and never saw the sun again."

Haldir was taken aback, looked at Legolas' tightly clenched fist, and said nothing more.

But didn't he also say last time that His Royal Highness Kai Mengting fell off the ice cliff and would no longer appear?

Until he told him the truth, Haldir found that the melancholy temperament on Legolas was gone, as if his sadness was not brought about by the war, but what about the female elves?

It's a pity we can't say that now.

"You have to trust her," he said after a long while, "She once saved her life from the black arrow, and now she may also escape death."

Legolas shook his head mournfully, "I hope so, more than anyone else."

This is love!

Haldir thought silently, he should have found out what happened between them a long time ago, why didn't he notice it until now?

However, he looked up at the sky, thinking of the Karasgarathon that was about to appear in front of him.

I hope His Royal Highness Kai Mengting will be favored by Iluvita, and I also hope that Madam will not be too sad when she hears the news.

They have been waiting for His Royal Highness Kai Mengting to return in her truly proud capacity.

Mrs. Galadriel's grief was very heavy. She still remembered the promise she made with that little girl back then, but until the little girl grew up to be a woman, and her identity changed again and again, the promise was not fulfilled.

It's just the simplest natural light, just the simplest elf, not a mermaid queen, but a protector walking in the forest with a smile on her face.

It's a pity that this wish may not come true. The demons of Moria wake up, Varda's light is covered with dust, and even Lorien is drifting in the wind and rain.

She looked into the eyes of all the Fellowship, into Legolas' eyes, into Aragorn's eyes, into Frodo's eyes.

Everyone has their own grief and so does she, but why does she need to fight back her own pain to comfort others?

Because she is the oldest elf with qualifications in Middle-earth, the Lady of the Blessing of Karas Galathon, the daughter of Finarfin, and the younger sister of Finrod.

The forest elf's eyes are a melancholy blue, and his heart is filled with the pain of loss, the mark of deep love, and heavy regret.

The eyes of Ranger Dunedan are deep green. The heavy responsibility of the expedition, the longing of leaving the beloved, the confusion of the road ahead, along with the resistance to the temptation of the Lord of the Rings and the mission of the king left a deep imprint on his face.

Frodo is probably the most important one among them. He is still in the age of youth and ignorance, and his knowledge of the world is far less than others, but he assumed the fate of Middle-earth early on. Courage and persistence supported him, but It also looks like it is about to leave at any time, like a strong bamboo on a cliff, although it has been destroyed by wind and rain, it still persists.But it can be seen that the shadow of the Lord of the Rings has deeply affected his heart. What he saw and heard in Moria was mixed with the slight distrust of his companions, like a wounded arrow, with fatal the power of.

As for the others, the son of the Prime Minister of Gondor had unparalleled courage, but without the insightful foresight of his father and ancestors of the Númenoreans, his firm heart wandered between evil and justice, and it seemed that he could not continue for a long time.

And that dwarf, the son of Turin, had the usual faults and strengths of dwarves, but they were not very obvious.The deep waters of the Mirror Lake and the icy springs of the Silver Vein seemed to have left an indelible mark on his heart, and the loss of ancient Moria and the loss of loved ones also left a mark between his wrinkled eyes.

"Your mission is at the juncture of life and death. If there is a slight mistake, it will fail and lead to total destruction. However, as long as the entire expedition team is loyal and united, there is still hope."

Although Galadriel was not very satisfied with the performance of the members of the expedition team, it had to be said that this was the best choice among the creatures that could be chosen.

Although without the power of Glorfindel and the vision of Elrond, and without Camentine's vigilance and timely help, she has to trust them, doesn't she?

After the expedition team left for a rest, Galadriel relaxed. Celeborn walked over slowly and helped her sit down.

She looked at her husband wearily, "I can feel my strength fading."

"Our strength has been declining, but the Lord of the Rings is keeping us alive."

Galadriel slowly stroked Naya, the ring of water in his hand, feeling a little sentimental.

"It would be great if Eya Anna was still there," she said, "That child can always detect some phenomena in advance and take precautions. She always has the ability to turn the tide at a critical moment."

"Then you have to believe that she can still get through this," Celeborn said. "She's always lucky."

When the expedition team parted from Lorien, Celeborn called Aragorn out for a chat. The content of the conversation included his future destiny and the strategies he must have.

"I believe that there will be a great war in the near future. The enemy will regroup and besiege us from all directions. Not only Gondor and Rohan, but Lothlórien and Imladris may also be attacked."

"And the Black Forest and Erebor in the north." Aragorn replied, "We must unite our strength."

"Then you need appropriate diplomatic means." Celeborn said, "There is also a layout plan."

"I was taught long ago," said Aragorn politely, trying not to be abrupt.

"Let me guess, I think it should be Kai Mengting. Of course." Celeborn couldn't help but feel a little sad when he mentioned the name. "We really hope that she can come out of the abyss, because she can always be rescued in time. .”

Aragorn lowered his head slightly, he didn't know what to say, should he tell him that when Kaimengting was fighting the Balrog, they all stood by and watched without help?

No, said an inner voice, she is strong, and you only think Cammondine and Gandalf will be able to fight off the Balrog.

But you also see that she's tired and weak and you're just running away.

But you were going to help, and the bridge was broken.

This is only a reason, Aragorn, and you would not say so if she were Arwen.

Oh no!

Celeborn didn't seem to notice Aragorn's strangeness. He continued: "After Gandalf fell into the abyss, you must take on the responsibility of leading the team. Don't forget your mission, Elessar."

In the early hours of the morning, the sun had not yet risen, and the darkness before dawn shrouded the forest, just like the evil that descended on Middle-earth. Although it was early spring, it was bitingly cold, and the endless shadows swallowed up all the light, making people desperate.

Orofen patrolled the edge of the eastern forest, crawling from flet to flet, bow on his back, ready to meet the enemy.

The evil has come, and the half-orcs have occupied the east bank and extended their claws to the west bank. The watchers spotted a large number of half-orc legions heading towards Lorien yesterday. Even if they rushed to notify them, they would start preparations last night at the earliest.

Oluofen's heart is very heavy. He understands that Lorien's strength is constantly weakening, and the enemy is still marching, but they will arrive by tomorrow night at the latest.

They have no reinforcements.He thought heavily. Dozens of elves were sent to guard the edge of the forest scatteredly. As long as there was any trouble, they would report immediately if they saw the enemy coming from any direction.

Lorien's army is resting and preparing. I really hope that this beautiful elf homeland will not fall.

The hour of dawn was approaching, Oluofen rubbed her sleepy eyes and climbed up the watchtower with vigor.

But as soon as he went up, he saw a white dot moving rapidly in the distance. He stared straight at his eyes and put an arrow on the bow.

The sound of the horse's hooves was so clear in the silence, the white spot was getting closer and closer, and after entering the edge of the forest, it was divided into two white spots.

"Who's there!" cried Orofen, speaking in his new Common Tongue, "Stop! Otherwise you won't live to see the sun!"

"But the sun has already risen." Only then did Olofin see that the two white dots were a woman in white clothes leading a white horse. She had black hair and a bright voice. Olofin frowned and saw that the sky was colored red.

The voice seemed familiar, and it spoke the language of elves.

He slid down the Fletcher on the rope, distracted, and found only a white horse pacing towards him.He suddenly turned his head and saw that the woman in white had already come behind him. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail, her bright and beautiful black eyes seemed to be looking at him, her skin was fair, and the outline of her face was very familiar.

The woman looked at him with a half-smile. The white toga didn't look like human cloth or elf silk, but had a thin silkiness and a faint transparency. He could clearly see the traveling jacket and breeches inside.

"It seems that you don't remember me, Orofen. I remember that you especially like to go to the small hill Kailin Amroth." The woman smiled, her black eyes shone with dazzling brilliance, and the fiery red sun slowly rising behind her was even more so. It made her look like a star falling from the sky, like a gift from Elberis to Central Continent, bringing light and hope.

——"I heard that the natural light came to Rose Lorien..."

--"Nice to meet you……"

"You are..." Oluofen slightly opened his eyes wide, and the images in his memory overlapped with it, and the silver-white figure turned black again, becoming clearer and clearer.

"His Royal Highness Kai Mengting!"

The author has something to say: Remember the shy elf in Chapter 8?Oluofen appeared again, and everyone seems to have noticed that Anna's hair turned black again, which means that she passed Vera's trial, was reborn from the ashes, and truly gained a new life.In the past, the silver-white hair accidentally triggered the mermaid blood in her body to become the mermaid queen, so strictly speaking, she did not completely become the light of nature, but now she is.Please note that Orofen is black-haired when she first meets Anna.

The rising sun at dawn is a metaphor, symbolizing the hope brought by Kaimengting.