Visitors on official business should not be accommodated in the inner garden, regardless of their status. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But Edmund and Devin insist that Silvermoon is a "kin", even though she did come for official business.

That is, "kinship", of course, should stay in the inner garden. In the more than 100 years since Thranduil became king, the inner palace has hosted countless traveling elves. The Elves of Celeria, who are related to Sinda, the few Nando Elves who remain in Middle-earth, and even the Noldor Elves who once killed the Sindar tribe, were welcomed into the Inner Palace in Thrandil's growing sense of nostalgia. But Yinyue's residence in the inner palace always made Thranduil feel a little strange.

For one, Thranduil had never heard of Sinda's kinship with Avare, and the identity of the "kin" could not be determined; Second, she is obviously for official business such as trade......

Standing in the hallway, he looked down at Yinyue who was walking over, and was about to spend some time pondering the reason, but heard Vernoll behind him laugh.

"Princess Silvermoon!" She smiled and walked forward quickly, with the joy of reunion between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Thranduil instantly felt that it was a good decision to let Silver Moon live in the Inner Palace. The reason is, it had been a long time since he had seen a heartfelt smile on Vernor's face.

As Fenor bowed to the Silver Moon according to the etiquette of the clan, Thranduil, who had walked beside them, stopped.

"Now that you're here, stay a few more days." Thranduil, dressed in royal robes and wearing a crown, was full of the majesty of a king, but said in a soft tone that Silver Moon had never seen before, "See you at dinner." ”

It wasn't until the Elven King's back completely disappeared at the end of the corridor that Silver Moon withdrew her gaze and asked the woodland advisor beside her, who was not a stranger, "It's breakfast time, won't King Thranduil share breakfast with us?" ”

With Thranduil's current position in Middle-earth, Silvermoon had to think about his every move. Seeing each other at breakfast time but not following the elves' usual etiquette, Silver Moon inevitably thought it was a deliberate alienation.

Avari needed trade from the Woodland Kingdom, which was the largest nation in Middle-earth. And the attitude of the king of the woodland will easily determine the success of the trade.

"His breakfast time is long gone." Where did Vernoer, who had a full view of the trance of the silver moon, not understand this worry? She winked at Yinyue and said playfully, "Do you want to sneak over with me to take a look?" ”

Sneak over and take a look?

Secretly looking at the dozen or so attendants around him with a straight face, as if they hadn't heard anything, Yinyue decisively restrained the guilt caused by peeping, and nodded heavily.

Out of selfishness, she didn't want to miss a chance to meet Thrandil. From a national point of view, she was very curious about what a great king like Thranduil usually did. As a result, hiding behind the screen, she saw the elf king who had breakfast with a straight face, and looked at the hundreds of wood elves watching her in the audience.

"My father, though not the High King of Avare, was also a king in Middle-earth. But compared to my father, Thranduil worked harder. Yinyue sighed in a low voice: "I didn't expect that even eating has become a mandatory obligation." Kings and kings are really different. ”

"It's not just breakfast, he's going to meet the people from other countries. If there is not much foreign affairs, His Majesty can quietly have a drink in the tavern of the royal city and listen to the hot chat of the wood elves of the royal city. Seeing that the breakfast was about to end, Vernoll motioned for Yinyue to leave. While leading Yinyue towards the inner palace, he whispered to her: "There will be more things in the afternoon, first to understand the situation of the wood elves in the royal city, and to inspect military affairs." However, he usually comes back before dinner. After dinner, it's time to check the official letters that have been processed. But he always finds a way to get there before the Starlight Feast is over. ”

"He does this every day?" Subconsciously turning her head to look at the hall of the morning banquet, Yinyue sighed with emotion: "No wonder he said goodbye for dinner." ”

Vernor was silent.

Some things are inconvenient to talk about with others, but she knows them clearly.

The Elven King's standing guard is not limited to the ones just mentioned? In addition to foreign affairs, military affairs, and patrols, he would go to a town outside the royal city every month, like a tavern hidden in the royal city, and review the lives of ordinary creatures. Every three months, he randomly selects about 2,000 soldiers to complete a small-scale military exercise in two days. Every six months, he also personally meets with forest officials abroad to learn about the situation in each country. And every two years, he had to lead his army out of the woodlands and patrol the wastelands of the Grey Mountains for at least three months.

That's all of the above, not counting housekeeping. Had it not been for Thranduil's use of suitable officials to share the housework, he would have been deprived of even the time to sleep by the state. The living in the world will subconsciously add the word "great" as a prefix in front of the title of the elf king, but how many living beings understand how much it takes to get the two fluttering words "great"?

The thought of the headache he had caused Thranduil to do something strange made Vernoll feel guilty. She lowered her slightly flushed face and softly comforted Yinyue: "Your Majesty is getting more and more nostalgic, and you will not alienate your old friends." ”

"I know he's not the same as he used to be. In the past, he always had a cold face when he saw it, but this time when I mentioned the matter of trade, not only did he not lose his temper, but he also agreed. ”

At the mention of Thrandil, the amethyst eyes on Yinyue's face that were the same as Avril vigne bloomed with a strange brilliance, and Vernore was ashamed of himself. As an elf with no low emotional intelligence, she knew what it meant for Silvermoon to appear in the inner palace - at least, all the officials who received Silvermoon hoped that the female elf worthy of Thrandir would stay forever.

And she has a deep affection for Thrandil......

Feeling that he was a little superfluous, Vernorr reluctantly laughed twice and pulled Silver Moon into the corner.

"Please forgive my presumptuousness, princess." In a voice that was absolutely inaudible to the attendant behind him, Vernor asked softly, "Has the princess told Your Majesty what you think?" His Majesty is too busy with official duties, and his thinking is slow in terms of private feelings. ”

Even Vernorr wasn't sure if Thranduil understood Silvermoon's affection for him. If Silver Moon is blunt, and Thranduil doesn't reject it, this is a good start, right? After all, there are so many Wood Elves who are looking forward to ......

Vernorr thought so.

The saying that "the great elven king is slow to think about his private feelings" was mentioned again by Silvermoon that afternoon.

What was supposed to be a meeting to discuss trade was changed to the largest terrace of the woodland palace. No matter what Princess Yinyue looked at when she arrived at the scene, she felt that the terrace where the attendants were gathered, and the wine and food were all over the place, was for entertaining VIPs, not for trade negotiations. But in addition to the attendants, only Edmund, the woodland officer, and herself.