It wasn't until all the creatures had retreated, and only himself and the Elven King were left in the great dormitory, that Vernorr whispered, "I won't eat like this in the future—maybe it's the wrong way I'm eating this time." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"You mean to keep trying?" Thranduil was jealous and annoyed, grabbing her arms and shaking them, "Do you have to end up like Okpa?"

"Of course not. Vernore flatly denied it: "I just want to make sure that Okpa's disappearance has nothing to do with the anomaly." Didn't you say it was just possible?"

"Yes. It is possible that they caused Okpa's disappearance, or they may not have anything to do with Okpa's death. But I won't allow you to do that. Seeing that there was a determined look on Vernor's face again, and knowing that she was not moved at all, Thranduil had no choice but to assume the posture of a king and order: "As your king, I will not allow you to make such a dangerous attempt again." ”

At that time, Vernoll opened his mouth for a long time, and finally said "obey". But later Vernoll began to try secretly. She secretly cooks fruits that are not worthy of being called food at all, and suffers all kinds of strange consequences from foreign plants.

A subject has the intention to conceal it, and Thrandil, as the elven king, can't wake up in advance, and naturally can't stop it. After several trials, Vernoll actually issued a pattern - the symptoms of eating fruits will disappear automatically after a period of time. With this conclusion, she was even more unscrupulous, and even responded lightly after Thranduil's ban: "A few hours will be fine, and it will not delay government affairs." I am only a servant of His Majesty, not a slave. Why can't you do what you want outside of government affairs?"

"What's more, the weeds didn't cause me any real harm. Holding the soup made of the fruit of the herbs, Vernoer asked suspiciously: "Your Majesty even has to take care of my private affairs?"

Of course Thranduil wanted to care. He doesn't just want to take care of it, he wants to have it all. The question is, what you think in your heart is one thing, but the truth is another. Don't say you can't do it, you can't even express it in words.

The current elven king can take away the free passage of the entire dwarf clan in the woodland because of the words of the king of the lonely mountain, or because of a fortuitous idea, the king of Gondor at this time can go to great lengths to prepare for the banquet; the current elf king, even in the diplomatic letter, revealed a little displeasure, so countless kings rushed to the woodland to explain in person; the current elf king, even the ship king and the lady Galadriel avoided it. It can be said that now that Sauron has nowhere to be found, the Elf King has not only become synonymous with "Talisman" among Sauron's remnants, but also an existence that the entire righteous camp does not dare to worry about. However, the current elf king is still Thrandil, and he does not dare and absolutely cannot bear to let the female elf in front of him get involved with "slavery".

In the perception of the elves, only the enslaved have no private affairs, and most elves would rather die than accept the treatment of enslavement. Thrandier knew without thinking that Frenor would never accept servitude. Even if it was just a verbal sentence, in such a serious atmosphere, it would cause her displeasure.

If you don't dare to say it, it doesn't mean that there is no resentment. Thrandil, who had been feared by beings of the same status as kings for a hundred years, became furious, turned around and slammed the door, which could be regarded as a negative answer.

As a result, Thranduil completely lost the right to stop Vernor. When he noticed that Vernor's obsession with foreign grass was too extreme, Thranduil thought of many ways to block it from the side. He deliberately left most of his foreign affairs to Vernor, watching her look of normal seriousness in the pile of official letters, and deliberately suggesting that his people send more elven children in, hoping that Vernor's attention would be drawn up by the innocent and lively children. Unfortunately, the current Great Green Forest is not in the early post-war period. With the growth of the forest over the past hundred years, coupled with the management of the elven king, the number of wood elves has made a qualitative leap, where is it still the time when even officials have to help take care of young children? Seeing the children for the first time, Vernor, who had not been out of the inner palace for a long time, did show a happy smile. But when she sent the children away, she asked Thranduil speechless, and she asked, "The number of woodland wood elves is now the highest in history, how can the children be without the care of their parents?"

"Growing up with your parents is one of the best memories of childhood," she asks. Elves are inherently more indifferent to family affection than humans, and most elves are no longer close to their parents when they are only 20 years old. Why did Your Majesty let them leave their parents and come to the palace to reduce this wonderful memory of this short time?"

The diplomatic letter, on which Thranduil had high hopes, did not play a significant role. Woodland is not only the largest country in Middle-earth, but also the current national strength of Middle-earth. There is no diplomatic pressure on the powerful country, and diplomatic letters can only take up a very small part of Vernor's time, and there is no way to involve her too much energy.

During that time, Thranduil was not very worried, so he could only frequently patrol the Gondaba Mountain, and vent all the helplessness suppressed in his heart to the former evil kingdom Angmar.

In fact, Thranduil is not completely out of the question. All he had to do was make Vernor a true messenger and walk out of the inner palace and out of the woodland kingdom to act on behalf of the elven king. The problem was that Thranduil would rather watch her tinker with the plants in the inner palace than risk letting her go to the stage. The resident officials sent by Arnol privately inquired into the affairs of the inner palace, but it was only a small reason. The biggest reason is that Thranduil doesn't want to be thousands of miles away from Vernor anymore, and he is afraid that Vernoll will enter the eyes of others.

In this regard, he admits that he is selfish enough. Even if he knew that Vernoel might have really just been staying in the inner palace for a long time, and was so suffocated that she was all devoted to foreign grass, Thranduil didn't want her to gallop freely in the dense forest.

This thought had to do with the fact that Vernore had been transferred away from her side several times, but the biggest reason was that within her control, Thranduil was not sure that she would stay away from the weeds.

Even releasing into the forest will not solve the fundamental problem, of course, it is better to keep her under her control!

Thranduil exonerated himself inwardly: at least the royal palace in the woodland was well-equipped to deal with the strange symptoms caused by foreign weeds.

In fact, Thranduil didn't want Vernor to be locked up in the inner palace. But he was a king, the king of the largest country in Middle-earth, and there were so many things that needed to be done himself. The government affairs were handed over to the officials for the time being, and the entire woodland did not feel any problems. The problem is, he can't stop patrolling.