"You said you want me to forgive? Don't scare my eyes out of the way. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Sensing that the Elf King was in a good mood and teasing, Nader simply jumped on the armrest. "Actually, I don't blame you. I didn't even blame myself for having a dance partner. My wife kept saying that she wanted to come along, but I gritted my teeth and didn't agree. Although you explained in advance that the battle would not be too fierce, she would have stayed in the Lonely Mountain like that. When I got out of the lonely mountain, there was basically nothing else to do except make a mess for me or gather craftsmen to come up with new jewelry designs. Speaking of women, sometimes it's really annoying, no wonder you make not getting married one of the national policies. ”

"Do you think I'm not married because I'm afraid that women will be annoying?" Looking at Vernor, who was helping the elf fix her collar not far behind, Thranduil stroked her forehead in pain. "Not all female beings are annoying. I'm not married, and I'm not really what you think. It's hard to put this matter into words......"

I thought that for a whole fifteen years there was no hope. Thranduil leaned his head over and whispered, "It's a little unbearable." Actually, I really hope to marry my beloved soul as soon as possible. Not being married is just an excuse to cope, lest the elves go around looking for a queen for me, or suddenly bring a female elf before me, hoping that I will begin a beautiful and eternal love affair. ”

"So you've been the victim of well-intentioned interference in this regard?" After getting the Elven King's acquiescence, Nader said embarrassedly, "At least better than me." They are also willing to hope that you will have a good relationship, and I don't even know what a relationship is, so I got married at the decision of my father. Although I love my wife, love after marriage has nothing to do with romance. Mentor, you must persevere, and don't compromise lightly. Elves don't have a lifespan of more than a hundred years compared to dwarves. There can only be one companion in eternal life, and if it is not a beloved creature, wouldn't it be painful to live forever? You must be strong to the end and never compromise! ”

Even if the Dwarven King gives me encouragement, do I have any reason not to persevere? Marriage should be based on the wishes of the parties, and even my parents should not influence my thoughts in this regard.

For the first time, the Elven King nodded to King Nader with a hearty smile, but he regretted that he had missed the opportunity to dance with Vernor because he had to do too much.

After the dinner, the elven king, who returned to the palace, casually found an excuse to send all the attendants away. As he sat by the window and began to drink his fifth glass of wine, several men dressed as human attendants stood silently outside the half-open door, waiting for the Elven King's announcement.

It's not too slow. Thranduil shook his half-remaining glass and nodded slightly at the door. Soon, several humans walked in as standard attendants. One of them, completely inconspicuous, dark-faced, walked straight up to him.

"Everyone else is a servant on my mother's side, so there's no need to be careful." After saying this, she reached out to take the wine glass from the Elven King's hand.

"Since you say they don't need to be wary, let them do this kind of thing." Casually placing the wine glass on the windowsill, the Elf King asked lightly as he got up, "What do you think?" Queen Gondor? ”

It was indeed Queen Gondor, the wife of Melandiel. Before this, few creatures other than the Elven King knew how painful this woman who was about to turn a hundred years old had endured.

When the Elven King invited her to dance, she was a little worried that the young king would feel uncomfortable from being in contact with the opposite sex. She even started how to improve her dance moves without being rude. But as the Elven King made contact with her with gloves, all thoughts disappeared with the crumpled notes in his palm, leaving only torment.

The Elven King's move must not be for no reason, and he must pass on important news to me if he has no contact with Merandil in front of people. Then this paper word in your hand is very important! Thinking of this, Mei's wife, who was dancing, used amazing perseverance to make her dance steps without a trace of panic. Her performance was exchanged for a nod and smile from the elf king, but the young king still wanted to test the queen again. With a hint of mischief, Thranduil withdrew her chin and looked at Queen Gondor.

"Well done. But ......" only hooked the corner of one side of the king's mouth and laughed: "Guess it's a good thing or a bad thing?" ”

That's right! Is the news that the Elf King came to deliver in person good or bad?

Frustrated, Queen Gondor was sure that for better or worse, it would take great endurance to face it. She hoped it was good news, at least the king in front of her looked at ease. But after a while, she denied the idea again. In Queen Gondor's mind, the Elven King was an absolute great king. A king whose strength has reached the level of "soldiers will block, and water will cover up", can deal with it with a smile in the face of great difficulties, how can it affect his mood because of bad news?

But I'm not you, and it's hard for me to be as calm as you.

Mei's wife, who wanted to cry a little, showed a very reluctant smile, and just wanted to lower her voice to ask, but the long dance music used for the opening was over. She could only suppress the anxiety in her heart and completed the etiquette of thanking her dance partner with impeccable movements. In the time that followed, she turned down all invitations to dance. In order to prevent others from noticing what was being held in the palm of her hand, she could only sit still, while hiding her hands in the wide sleeves of her coat.

During the dinner, which lasted nearly three hours, Queen Gondor sat in a dignified and smiling manner in front of all living beings. Of course, she didn't forget to find an excuse to "feel a little uncomfortable". Although the queen's somewhat pale face worried many people, the fact that there was no mistake in her words and demeanor just validated the excuse of "feeling a little uncomfortable", and also made Arnoel officials not feel strange. Even the queen's behavior of pulling the king away immediately after the dinner was over, was seen as a real slight discomfort.

Mei's wife didn't even have time to go to the palace to pick her daughter back, so she directly dragged Merandil back to her home in the slums. In the humble house, she and Mei unfold the note in the dim light. The two couples were silent for a while before they understood the meaning of the note - challenging the human emperor who holds the "Star of Elendir" is equivalent to challenging the cognition of the entire elf race.

"Disguise yourself as a maid and meet the Elven King." Standing in the backlight, Merandil looked extremely depressed, and even her voice seemed so weak. "Take advantage of the normal changing of the guard every night for the human acolytes to sneak in. Be sure to ask the Elven King to show you. ”

While his wife was hurrying to prepare, Merandil sat down by the fire with her head in her hands.