"Stop worshipping. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info I've been standing here for a long time. Thranduil, who was holding the tray, tilted his head and asked with a smile, "Why don't you want to add a few strokes to my painting?"

"The castle is very beautiful, just like the princess castle in the dream...... "Vernoer, who took the tray, said embarrassedly: "I originally wanted to add some animals outside the castle, but I couldn't do it after looking at it for a long time." I'm afraid that adding it will ruin your painting. In the end, I am not good at painting. ”

"It's not a competition, you can win a prize if you draw well. It's just a painting, and if you destroy it, you can redraw it. Drawing a brush on the tray, Thranduil asked, "Why do you want to add critters?"

Turning his head to look at the castle on the drawing paper, Vernoer said with infinite yearning: "This kind of castle can only be owned by a princess." Without some small animals by her side, isn't the princess who is already in a transcendent position lonely?"

"Don't you think that this castle is made up of all kinds of houses, and there is no garden for animals in it?" said in a gesture, and Thranduil rummaged through the bookshelves for a while, taking a few other drawings and spreading them on the desk. He motioned for Vernoll to come closer, pointed to a picture with a garden, and said triumphantly, "The garden is hidden in the castle, otherwise how can you protect the delicate little animals?

Comparing the scale of the buildings in the painting, Vernor concluded that the garden in the painting was sufficient to support a hundred beasts at the same time. She glanced at Thranduil in amazement, drawn to the drawings spread out on the desk. When she caught the inside of the ornate building on the painting, she couldn't help but sigh: "I have only seen some descriptions of the princess's mansion in ancient books. At the time, I wondered why the princess's castle looked like a battle fortress, and it was more than strong but lost a lot of interest. Unexpectedly, I misunderstood. The castle has everything in it, and the princess naturally has no more dissatisfaction. ”

In the history of Middle-earth, it is rare for a princess to be given a separate mansion, so the description of the princess's mansion in ancient books is limited to the appearance of the castle. However, many of the older Sindar elves have seen the grandeur of the princess castle with their own eyes, and the kingdom of Sindar once had one of the most luxurious princess castles in Middle-earth at its peak. Lucien Castle, which stands in the "Ring of Beauty", once hosted many of the Sinda nobles at the behest of its owner, including Thrandil's father and Vernor's mother. It's a pity that Vernore only knew about the existence of such a princess castle and did not have a chance to enter it.

Secretly sighing that he was born too late, and Furnoer, who had no chance to admire the princess castle, stroked the almost chaotic carved beams and paintings, and asked curiously: "Are all princesses' mansions like this?

"I don't know if the other princess mansions are like this. But it's certainly true that the princess's mansion of the Sindar Elves is like this. Glancing meaningfully at Vernor, seeing that she still didn't know anything, Thranduil pointed to the drawing of the castle's exterior and said, "You really don't see where it will be built?"

Questioning, Vernoll looked at it carefully, and then said with some uncertainty: "It seems to be near my house?"

"It's not just your neighborhood, it's just your house where it is!" Seeing that the suspicion on Fnorr's face was even heavier, most likely because he wanted to go to other irrelevant places, Thranduil quickly explained: "They are what your family will look like in the future." ”

"You mean, expand the original occupied position of my house at least five times, and build me a mansion that only a princess deserves?" Unconsciously took two steps back, and Vernoll said very seriously: "I am not a princess, and I cannot have such a mansion. It's expensive to build and requires a lot of manpower. This kind of castle, built with the wealth of the country, is more suitable to be the closest battle fortress to the woodland royal city. In non-war times it was supposed to be used for the reception of foreign guests, and in times of war it was another place of defense for the royal city. ”

"Yes. You're not Princess Lucian, and you can't have a mansion the size of a princess. However, although I am not the king of Tingge, I can't compare to him to make a beautiful ring belt for the country to isolate all enemies, but I can't lose much in terms of financial resources. Thranduil, who sat down with his legs hooked, put on an imperial posture and responded with the same seriousness: "Finances are not a problem, I can give you any mansion I want." Your Holiness can't give away gifts, you can only accept them. ”

Vernorr thought for a while, and unexpectedly made a thank-you gift to the elf king, which was regarded as accepting the gift.

Thranduil didn't know what Vernor, who had come with a mission to be the king of ships, was thinking. To get Thranduil to agree and get Gondor done, Vernorr was 100% sure. But she knew that it was cruel to make Thrandil do something, and she didn't want to make Thranduil unhappy in the matter of the mansion.

Anyway, after I get it, I can open the door every day to welcome all the wood elves, which can be regarded as a private mansion. As long as it is for the woodland elves, it is not a sin to spend more of the riches of the woodland. With this in mind, Vernoer simply expressed his acceptance with a thank-you gift, and stepped forward to take the initiative to clean Thrandil's hands after using a paintbrush.

The touch of his fingertips and Vernor's uncharacteristically active initiative made Thrandil's heart "chuckle" for a moment. Although it had always been Thranduil's long-cherished wish to be closer to Vernor, he had no surprises at all, only amazement. When Vernore carefully helped him dry his hands, and asked with a flattering look, "Do you want to change your robe?", Thranduil was completely panicked.

"Change. Of course it has to be changed!" Thranduil, who had to get the benefits first even if he was pitted, suppressed his panic and stood up without changing his face. When he noticed that Vernoer, who was not wearing gloves at all, was helping him to untie his robe, he smiled to himself from time to time, and there was no reluctance at all, and Thranduil couldn't help it.

"Vernor, you ......" As soon as he grasped her hand, and found that Vernor still did not have any disgust, Thranduil asked in a trembling voice, "Don't be like this. Say what you want directly. Even if...... Even if you want the stars in the sky, give me some time. I'm trying to figure out how to get you down......"

These words moved and ashamed Vernoll at the same time.

She was keen to see Thrandeil for no purpose, and was a purely visceral act. But what about the facts? She accepted to ask the Elven King for something. And Thranduil obviously understood this truth, which suggested that she directly say what she was asking for.

Do you want to say it now? As soon as I said it, he and I were left with nothing but bitterness. The atmosphere that had finally eased up was about to be destroyed again. You can't be so cruel, Vernor!

"I really want to be a star in the sky. Sidestepping the subject in a playful tone, Vernoll took Thranduil's arm and said, "You guessed it." Your Majesty will give it or not?"