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"Give. Why not give? As long as it's not Xidu, I'll find a way to give you whatever you want. Clapping his hand in the crook of his arm, Thranduil patiently explained, "I am responsible for all the elves in the woodland. I can't leave the Wood Elves behind until Vera has summoned them. Nor can we take them to the shore of Grey Harbor and test whether Vera will accept us by sailing westward. Will you forgive me for not being able to accompany you to the west? ”

"Of course." Although he did not withdraw the hand that Thranduil had taken advantage of, Vernorr was still a little uncomfortable. She bowed her head a little awkwardly and said, "I don't dare to abduct the woodland elves from the king of the country." However, what I want is not so easy to do......"

You don't come to me if it's easy to do, you can do it yourself. It seems that this is something I can't do, and it's not easy. Otherwise, you wouldn't have taken the initiative to please me. It would be nice if your pandering was just out of wanting to be close to me.

Thrandier, who felt a little bitter in his heart, put his arm around Vernoer's shoulder, and pretended to be happy and said, "It's not so easy to do, so give some color." This way I am more motivated and able to get things done as quickly as possible. ”

The term "Colorhead" was overheard by Thranduil from a human acolyte. Feeling that Vernore had an inexplicable affection for human civilians, he used this kind of market language. Sure enough, after hearing the "color head", Vernoer's sense of crampedness decreased a lot, and he took the initiative to ask: "Okay." What does Your Majesty want? ”

"Don't call me Your Majesty. Who wants a prize? Putting aside the identity of the king, Thranduil stared at Vernor and said, "Caitou is, sleep with me tonight!" ”

"Thrandil, you've gone too far." Vernor's face turned cold. Pushing away the hand on her shoulder, she was about to leave but was pulled back.

"It's the first time I've noticed that you're also having some unholy thoughts!" With a mocking look on his face, Ling Ran said solemnly, "I mean to lie on the terrace with me tonight and pick the star you want." Wouldn't it be a shame not to pick such a difficult thing to get? It's rare that the weather is good tonight, so we can pick and discuss slowly. ”

Vernoll nodded with some guilt, and secretly blamed himself for crossing the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

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The first half of the night was a great memory for Thranduil. Although he and Vernor's chaise longue sat on the terrace from left to right, with a table full of drinks in between, it was enough for him.

The night was beautiful and it was a rare good weather. Thranduil, who had skirted the table, refused to leave by helping Vernoll with a thin blanket, and kept sitting on the chaise longue and saying things that did not make sense, but which interested him. From the wood elves to the oakes, from the present to the past to the future, and even the trivial to what to eat for breakfast tomorrow, which robe to wear is the topic of the elf king at this time. Because even he realized that after the "star" that Vernol wanted was spoken, the precious harmony in front of him disappeared.

Since Vernor didn't take the initiative to mention it, Thranduil was happy not to ask. When he had finished his second bottle, Vernor urged him again to rest on the other side.

"Didn't you say you were going to pick the best star? If you don't lie down and take a good look at them, how can you help me pick them? Vernor, who had not yet completely shaken off his weakness, stood up and helped Thranduil to tighten his collar with gentle movements. Thinking that the other party was not weak, he was an elf who was not afraid of cold at all, and he chuckled at himself for doing more. But she insisted: "You can also go and lie down." Lie down and we talk well. ”

How's that going to work? I can't even touch your hand so far away!

Thranduil sat a little closer, grabbed Vernor, and said, "What else to pick?" Isn't the best star the Venus that Ringu was half-bald and his father turned into? Don't say it, it's not hard to get Venus. It's a big deal that I'll give up this face, and under the pretext of visiting Prince Kellerpeng, I'll go to the forest and find a way to steal the 'Light of Elendil' for you. That's a small part of Venus. ”

Vernorr was amused, and sure enough, he didn't withdraw his hand.

She said: "If the king of the ship wants to borrow the light of Elendil, he will go in person." It can be seen how devout Madame Galadriel is to the holy relics. Aren't you afraid that Galadriel will be angry afterwards and let you, a thief, taste the power of Madame Gold? ”

"I can only tell you this—I'm really a little afraid of Madame." At the mention of Galadriel, Thranduil frowned unconsciously, and the cheerfulness in his tone decreased considerably.

Why did Thranduil become afraid of Galadriel? It seems completely incomprehensible to Vernor. Galadriel not only sent much-needed military support to the woodlands where the people were scarce after the war, ensuring the defense and security of the woodland kingdom, but also generously increased the troops when the elven king went to war. If there is a question of who the current woodland kingdom owes the most, it must be Galadriel. Is it because you owe too much and are afraid that you can't afford to pay it back?

Before Vernor could ask a question, Thranduil had already given the answer. He lowered his voice and said, "The forest has given the greatest blessing to the woodland, and of course I respect Madame. But aside from that, Galadriel is too strong. You can see that the king of the ship, who is completely different from his wife, will know. The eldest elf is tolerant and kind, and no matter how he treats the ship king, the ship king treats all beings as if they were relatives and descendants. But Galadriel is strong with her husband and daughter, can she be gentle with others? Elders who are too strict, who is not afraid? ”

"Madame is a stern on the outside and tolerant on the inside. Don't forget that Madame always blames you, but when she hears that you are about to go on an expedition, she immediately reinforces the woodlands. In fact, whether it is a lady or someone else. It's not what is said that matters, but what is done. Who likes creatures who just say but don't do? No matter how ugly Madame says, you can't listen to it, and you can't change the fact that Madame is pouring out her strength to support the woodland. Mrs. and the king of the ship are just different in their expressions, and they all care for the younger generations in their hearts. ”

Thranduil nodded in agreement, and began to laugh at himself for seeing only Galadriel's strong side. This made Vernor also think of teasing. She withdrew her hand and patted the other party's shoulder, tilted her head and mocked: "Madame treats you so well, you still go to her to steal things." Aren't you afraid that Madame will be completely disappointed in you and punish you mercilessly? ”

It was rare to see Vernor's playful side, and Thranduil couldn't help but raise his eyebrows proudly: "I'm afraid." But I have a way to dodge. ”