In Dewen's opinion, not to mention the entire woodland, even among all the elves in Middle-earth, there is no creature more suitable to be a king than Thranduil. Although www.biquge.info elves have eternal life, even the lineage of the High King of Noldor has been completely cut off in Middle-earth due to war. If you don't inherit Your Majesty's fine bloodline as soon as possible, the moody Elf King will vomit blood again as if he was on the battlefield......

Devin, who was completely defeated by his own hypothesis, was almost in tears. But the simple and happy Wood Elf attendant obviously didn't understand Wen's worries. Finding that the elves who attacked him had no intention of making another move, one or two of his attendants had already untied the wine bags from their waists and began to quench their thirst with red wine, and they were so angry that they slammed the smooth floor.

"Drink, know how to drink! You have had a lot of contact with Your Majesty, don't you know how to say something good, so that Your Majesty can let go of his longing for Avril and get married as soon as possible so that the woodland will usher in the crown prince? Pushing away the wine bag handed by the attendant, Devon spent the next hour sitting on the floor with his plate crossed, telling all the Wood Elf attendants in the hall about the possible harm caused by His Majesty's non-marriage, and the possible changes to the existing life of the Wood Elves. It's a pity that the dry mouth of Dewen only got the Wood Elf's question.

"Of course, we know that His Majesty is the greatest Elven King, so we will always love Your Majesty. Your Majesty said that of course you should do what you want, why can't you listen to Your Majesty? Your Majesty just said, 'It's enough to have an elf king in the woodland, and you don't need a queen', so let's just need Your Majesty, not the queen." Anyway, Your Majesty has eternal life, and we only recognize Your Majesty as the father of the nation. ”

Dewen was so choked that he couldn't say a word anymore. I had no choice but to snatch the wine bag from the wood elf's hand and leave the council hall. Rao was like this, but the loyal wood elf chased after him and forced the roster into his arms.

"Your Majesty hates this booklet and seems to want you to take it." The attendant actually put on a serious look and said in a slightly educated tone: "Lord Dewen, Your Majesty has worked hard enough, don't make Your Majesty angry again!" Take away what our founding father hates. Otherwise, in order to deal with this nasty roster, there is no way to remove the low cabinet in the council hall that is missing a corner. ”

At this time, the top official of the Woodland Kingdom really lost his temper.

Like Devon, after driving away all his tempers, the Elven King glanced at the basket he was carrying before entering the king's bedchamber.

In the Inner Palace, Vernor's whereabouts are no secret to the Elven King at all. Hearing that Vernorr had asked his attendants to hang his freshly completed portrait of Queen Aurifel in the King's bedchamber, Thranduil was eager to see if the portrait was hanging next to Aurifel's portrait. But after the portrait was hung, Vernor gazed at the portrait of King Aurifel, and dismissed all his attendants, and Thranduil withdrew his feet towards the king's bedchamber.

Devon must have conveyed to her the wishes of the Wood Elves that they wanted the queen, so she was so sad that she forgot to take the gifts from her children when she couldn't have a partner again. But why staring at the portrait of my father?

After turning gracefully, Thranduil said to the attendants in the cloister, "Go to the viewing deck by the terrace and bring me the basket." ”

In the eyes of the Elf King, it is precisely because he gave the other party a gift that he liked that he could get the opportunity to love. And it is impossible for Vernor, who loves children, not to like the gifts of children. Give her another gift she likes, it's not good for her to open her mouth and say something that rejects me for a thousand miles, right? While lamenting that happy times are always fleeting, the Elven King, who is determined not to give up, motions for his attendants to push the door open.

As two large doors carved with the pattern of the dome deer were slowly pushed open, it was easy for the Elven King to find a familiar figure in front of Orifer's portrait. The female elf in the thin hat stood with her back to the gate, slightly tilting her head to look at the portrait of the former elf king smiling brightly in front of her, recalling all the indirect contact she had with it.

The first indirect contact was...... In 2952, more than 400 years ago, Vernore was only 19 years old.

For elves who only reach adulthood at the age of 100, 19 years old is equivalent to about 5 years old for humans. But at the age of 19, she still remembered that King Aureyfer had sent some painters and asked her to sit quietly for an hour. With seven portraits drawn from different angles being sent back to the Green Forest Palace, the 19-year-old elf child was given a gift from the king that she could not use at the time. Now that I think about it, that gift was indeed in the style of King Orifer. In addition to being a pair with Thrandil's battle forehead, the simple but delicate white forehead ornament also represents the affirmation of King Aurifel. Of course, the child's mother also made up her mind to send her to the human kingdom. But Lady Audrey could not have imagined that the second gift from the king would no longer represent a close relationship or hint at the future status of her daughter.

More than 100 years later, in 3054 A.D., Vernor, returning from the Dwarven kingdom, received a second gift from King Aurifel. The common equipment for congratulatory gifts among elves and nobles is so strict that even the size and quantity of each item are according to etiquette. Seeing his mother, Lady Audrey, look slightly distracted, Vernore smiled imperceptibly.

For the next two hundred years, the king's gifts always arrived on time, but the content of the gifts was more like an elder conveying love to the junior, and it also made Vernoel keenly see a glimmer of opportunity to escape from fate, which of course was revealed by King Aurifel's disapproval.

In the year 3287 of the Second Era, Honor, who had just emerged from the shadow of orc torture with the help of his father, was given another good opportunity to be tempted. Gam, who had never been to the Woodland King's City, planned to visit King Aurifel at the Woodland Palace, in order to ask the king to help him gather enough wealth.

In Geim's opinion, it seemed that this was the only way to get the Flame Princess, who didn't care about anything else, to agree to bring Vernor back to the East and teach Jiu-Jitsu. At this time, the Flame Princess is in a political crisis, and she will definitely not refuse the huge wealth that can help her turn around. The only thing that worries Geim is whether Orifer will be willing to help - the amount of money is too great.

"ADA give this forehead ornament back to the king." Holding himself on to his incomplete recovery, Vernor found the forehead ornament that King Aurifel had given him three hundred years earlier. "Before NANA returns, take it and go to King Aurifel. Perhaps he will accept this forehead ornament and grant your request. ”