Three hundred and forty-five, under the holy white tree
Vernore raised his head and looked at the tree for a few moments before taking a few deep breaths and walking to a position only three steps away from the White Tree. As she clasped her hands to her chest and closed her eyes in silent www.biquge.info, Thranduil kept observing her surroundings so that no creature would disturb her. So it wasn't long before he saw King and his wife of Gondor walking slowly towards the holy white tree with their babies in their arms.
How could it be so coincidental that it was just in time for Merandil to come? The Elven King was a little annoyed, and secretly praised Merandil for not letting the soldiers accompany him. In front of the other creatures at present, he pretended to be estranged from Merandil in order to paralyze the future human emperor, so it was naturally difficult for the other Gondor people to find out that they had private contact with Merandiel.
The Elven King hurried over, took off his bib at the strange look of the other party, and made a silent motion. After seeing who the creature in front of him was, Merandiel reacted very quickly. The surprise on his face disappeared instantly, and while searching around with his eyes, he silently handed his daughter, who was still sleeping in his arms, to his wife.
When Merandil spotted the motionless golden back under the holy white tree, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes. And Queen Gondor apparently guessed the identity of the intruder, and from time to time peeked at the Elven King, who was hiding in the shadows to support her husband. As for the baby girl who the Elven King was most worried about crying and disturbing the silent complainant, he suggested a good first impression in the Elf King's mind with a state of sleeping all the time.
The meeting, which was a simple exchange with only eye contact, finally ended with the golden figure hanging his hands, turning around and walking slowly. To Melandiel's disappointment, the elf began to curl her knees a few steps away. And the elf king directly reminded the female elf that she could wear a hat after the ceremony.
Blonde hair, alone with Thranduil out. She is the prototype of the doll that the Elf King has always carried with him, right?Otherwise, how could the always arrogant King of the Woodland take the initiative to help her maintain the due silence when she prays? It can be seen that she is very low-key, not only covering her face with a silver mask, but also unwilling for me to find out about her relationship with the Elf King, and after saluting, she bowed her head and stood three steps away from the Elf King with her head bowed in the posture of a squire. It seems that the only way to let his wife get close to her with the advantage of the same sex is to indirectly realize the deepening of friendship with the elf king.
While talking softly to the Elven King, Merandil had been secretly calculating, and quietly touched his wife's shoulder. His wife, who has been with him for decades, understood what he meant with just one look. Holding the baby girl in her arms, she slowly approached the female elf with the wary eyes of the elf king.
To her surprise, when she was still two steps away from the female elf, the other party actually greeted her and took the daughter in her arms with the standard posture of a royal maid.
"It's ...... Your princess?" looked at the baby girl with her head resting on her chest in her arms, and said hesitantly, "The linen costume used by the commoners may not be a good choice for the princess, and it may damage the princess's delicate skin. ”
"Thank you for the reminder. The princess was born and raised in the civilian area, and except for the outer robes, her clothes came from the hands of the commoners, including all the materials she wore close to her body. We feel like it's the best gift she's ever received since she was born. As she said this, the pride on Queen Gondor's face could not be concealed.
"There are not many princesses who can be born dressed in a costume sewn by a commoner with love. Lowering his head again to look at the pink baby girl in his arms, Vernor exclaimed in a very soft voice: "She was born with the love of all civilians, and she is an irreplaceable princess in the eyes of the Gondor people. ”
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"You can see that Merandiel is trying to curry favor with you. Even me, he didn't want to miss it. These were the first words that Vernor said to the Elven King after returning to the war zone from Micheng.
"Please, not really. Thrandil, who was wearing his forehead, stopped what he was doing, recalled the situation for a moment, and then smiled triumphantly. "Didn't you keep your distance from the enthusiastic Queen Gondor without being rude?, and it seems to me that she ought to be courteous enough to be so beloved by the Gondor if it weren't for your proposal?"
"Thrandil, I want to ask you......... "What Vernorr wanted to say later, he was pressed back by the sudden entry of the Dwarven King.
King Nader, who was full of alcohol, dragged his hammer and walked straight in. He didn't even look at the female elf who hurriedly saluted him, and only cared about sending an invitation to the elf king. "I have decided to take advantage of the strength of the wine to test the soldiers' obedience to military orders for the first time tonight. Will you come with me?"
Dwarves are just a little worse in terms of etiquette, and their observation skills are much weaker than humans. In this comparison, Merandil is really the best ally, not only full of sincerity to me, but also to Vernor and the soldiers I have brought!
The Elf King, who was slightly dissatisfied with Nader, frowned slightly, and saw that Nader didn't notice that another female elf had been saluting, so he had to raise his hand to let Vernorr get up. Only then did he glance at Nader, and said with a calm face: "Nader, I have to deal with some woodland affairs, so I won't accompany you." ”
Nader, who realized it later, found that there was an elf standing in the hall shared with the Elven King, who could not tell whether it was a man or a woman. Could it be that the Woodland Kingdom has an important urgent matter and has sent the elves over to wait for the king's instructions?After covering his mouth and burping, Nader smiled embarrassedly.
"Do you have something to do? As he was about to walk out of the door, he turned around and asked a little unconfidently, "I have never given a military order." Will they not listen?"
"If it were me, I would definitely not listen to the generals who were full of alcohol!" Directly shaking off a roll of his eyes, the Elf King said with the last trace of patience, "So you'd better go take a shower first." Then follow the method I taught you to teach the first soldier who disobeys, or is slow to respond. ”
"You don't need to take a shower, they are all drunk anyway. You know, I'm pulling them straight out of the party. With another burp, Nader turned away. He didn't see the female elf behind him shaking her head at his back.
"I finally understand why Mordor is a siege war, not an extermination war. The dwarven army is like this, and it is too difficult to attack Mordor. Vernorr walked up to the Elf King with some guilt, blushed slightly and said, "I just came here and heard that you and the Dwarf King spend most of your time having fun, and seeing that you still have leisure design drawings, I thought you were lazy to fight, just making a show." I didn't expect this to be the case. With such soldiers, it will not be easy for you and Nader. ”