In the middle of Sibereriande, there is a vast plain called Tarasdilen. The Nalog River, which originates in the Ered Wesling of the Shadow Mountains, divides the Tarasdilneng Plain into the east and west, and flows through the eastern side of the plain's unusually abrupt highlands, Taur-en-Pharos, and then joins the Great River West Ryan at the willow grove of Nantasren in the southeast.

The whole plain belonged to King Finrod, and his royal palace was built under the highlands of Taur-en-Phalos. He named the city beneath the heights of Nagothrond. The gate of Nagoth Lund is on the Nalog, but the current of the river is extremely strong in this section. Traditionally, in order to enter Nagoslund, it was necessary to travel north along the Narog River and cross the river at the section of the river where the Gingalis River flows into the Narog River, where the flow is gentle. Then turn back to the south to enter the kingdom of Finrod.

On the plains of Taras Dilnon, there are often Finrod's sentinels patrolling. They were already very familiar with this plain, and outsiders could not find them here. Thus guarded, Nagoth Lund has never been attacked by the enemy in battle. But a large part of the reason is that it is located in the south, under the protection of the Angban Siege.

It's the spring of 464. Nine years ago, when the Battle of Angban broke out in a flash of fire, and in the years that followed, the fortresses were attacked one after another, and the people of Nagoth Lund are now in fear.

The hall of Nagos Lund is a huge space carved out of the mountains. There are several stout stone columns in the hall that support the high mountain vaults. The interior walls of the hall are intricately carved with various coats of arms and emblems. This hall is also only a part of Nagoth Lund. Construction began in 52 years and was completed in 102 years. During these fifty years, the dwarves from the Blue Mountains have been of great help to Finrod. They also created a necklace for Finrod Nau Gramir as a sign of friendship with Nagoth Lund.

There are many stone chairs in the hall, and the largest one is built on a suspended platform that clings between four columns. It was Finrod's throne, and he sat there now. Sitting next to him was his younger brother Olodris. On either side of them sat the third and fifth sons of Fëanor, Kellergun and Kurufin.

Their brother fled here with Himmlad's elves the year after the outbreak of the Flash of Fire. When they arrived, they found that Finrod was heading north. At that time, the leaderless Nagoth Lund accepted their request for refuge. In the beginning, they lived here in a very low-key manner, and for their protection, Kellergun was actually very grateful.

However, Kurufin told Klegun that most of the people they had taken refuge in were warriors, and that part of Nargothrond's troops had been taken north by Finrod. With this condition, and the status of Fëanor's son, they could take over the regency of Nagoslund while Finrod was away. Then he gained the love of the people of Finrod during this time. That's what they did very well during that time. After all, the north was fighting, and the people of Nagoslund, fearing an invasion, gladly accepted the regency of Kellergon.

With the help of the shrewd Kurufen, Kellergun calmed the hearts and minds of the people of Nago Slund. During Finrod's absence, they used various means to win the trust of many nobles in Nago Slund. This Keller Gong admires Kurufen very much, in terms of power and people's hearts, Kurufen inherited their great father perfectly.

When Finrod returned with Olodris due to the loss of Minas Tirith, Kellegun immediately returned the throne. Because of the defeat, Finrod's prestige among the people has since diminished. Kellegun guessed that this was most likely a ploy by Kurufen. It must have been him who spread the word that Finrod was an incompetent king. Kelegon could feel that the elves of Nagorth Lund were now more willing to trust their brother to lead the city than to Finrod or Olodris.

Finrod had actually been jealous of the two brothers since he returned. But he could not drive them out, for he would surely lose the support of the people altogether. He could only beware of the hidden arrows from Kellergun and Kurufin. Watching his image crumble day by day, he was helpless.

Gwendo was walking up the steps around the pillar to the throne platform. His steps were very rapid and forceful. He was followed by Flordris' daughter, Fenduirath. She was tugging at Gwendo, as if trying to persuade him. Kellegun could see that Gwendo was angry now, but he didn't know why.

"Your Majesty, why didn't you tell me?" he approached Finrod and asked in a loud voice, and Fenduiras did not dare to speak behind him, looking at Olodris in silence, "I learned that Fingon's messenger had brought the news very early. Ballard Ethel was attacked by Morgoth's army and lost. My brother Gemir has been captured by the enemy, and his fate is now uncertain!Is that so, my king?" said Kellegon, feeling the contempt of the word king.

Finrod didn't look up, his long blond hair covering his handsome face. "I'm afraid to tell you, and you can't do anything. I understand this feeling of despair now. Olodris stood up and looked at Fenduirath, "My daughter, take him back." He needs your company. ”

Fenduiras took Gwendo's hand and tried to pull him away. Gwendo pointed his finger at Finrod: "You were the one who kept him there, you were the one who pushed him to his death." And you have to hide his death from his brother. May your reign endure forever!" and he turned and strode away.

Kellergun actually felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he saw that Kurufen was trying to hold back a smile. He seemed to understand how Gwendo knew about the withheld news. At this time, a sentry returning from the plain ran onto the platform. He knelt on one knee in front of them and put his fingers on his forehead. "Your Majesty, not long ago we stopped a group of elves who were sailing south along the West Ryan River. They say they are from the unknown land of Turgon. Because of the horrors of the Battle of the Blazing, Turgong sent them to the mouth of the Western Ryan River. From there, they were ready to sail to sea, trying to find a way to the Western continent. We'll let them go after that, but we think it's necessary to report back to you. ”

"This Turgon, during the Battle of the Sudden Fire, didn't even know where you were. "You're just going to hide in your hidden kingdom, a turtle with a shrunken head, and these impossible dreams." He let out a grim laugh, "Haha, we have long been abandoned by the gods. The route to Amen Island is gone, and no one can get there. Haha......"

The sentry left with a blank face. When Kellegun saw the sentry turn around, he muttered something, "Aren't you just a shrunken turtle hiding in the kingdom?"

Finrod laughed for a long time, and then there was silence in the hall. Finrod looked up, despair written across his face. He looked at the others, and his soft voice was inaudible: "Let's all go back and rest......" He propped his head on his hand and leaned against the armrest of the throne.

Kellergun and Kurufin then left the hall. Neither of them spoke on the way. When he came to the door of his room, Keller said tremblingly, "I think Finrod is a little pitiful. ”

Kurufen was silent at first, then smiled. "You're right, he's pathetic. We are all Noldor elves abandoned by Vera, and we are all so pitiful!"

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The Battle of the Flash of Fire changed life across Beleriand. If there was one place that was least affected, it was Doriath except for Gondolin. Protected by the beauty belt, Doriath is completely isolated from the outside world. These days, as always, Dyron roams the woods, looking for inspiration to compose poetry. The spring of 464 arrived as scheduled, and the flowers of the forests of Nildoris were in full bloom.

In the wee hours of the morning, Dai Long walked out of the gate of Mingni Guosi. He was followed by Princess Lucien. He saw the princess wearing a long blue dress adorned with silver-white flowers. The long skirt had no sleeves and the hem reached Lucian's ankles. Unsurprisingly, she was barefoot.

"Are you going out with me again?" asked Daeron.

The last time I went out with you, I slept in the woods for a day. You didn't even wake me up!" Lucien frowned and looked at Dyron with a sad expression, "You have to make it up to me!"

Dai Long couldn't resist her, and nodded. He took Lucien on a slow walk through the woodland. It wasn't until noon that Dai Long stopped and turned to look at Lucien: "Princess, we have gone too far today. It's already the far north of Nildoris, and it's noon, would you like to get some food here?"

Lucien nodded. Daeron took a piece of Lambas from his coat pocket and handed it to Lucien. Lucien untied the green leaf and tasted it carefully. She doesn't usually eat this, because it's the only thing that the Sinda eat on the way out of Minni Country. Lucien, on the other hand, was never allowed to go out, so she never received a Lambas from Singar. She chewed a few bites, but suddenly felt a little dry, so she spit out Lambas and coughed.

Daeron looked at the princess and laughed, handing her the kettle. She took a sip of water before she stopped coughing. The surrounding scene was just as beautiful as the last time they were out together. In fact, there are many such beautiful places to be found in the woods of Doriath. Unlike last time, this time there is a little more spring in the forest.

They sat on a stone on the side of the road. Lucien sings a song beside Daerron. The song was so melodious, like the sound of a spring flowing in the mountains, the sound of rain dripping from the treetops. Daeron closed his eyes and admired the princess's singing, and in his mind he saw a glimmering pond, dripping down on the calm surface of the lake, causing ripples on the otherwise smooth mirror.

Just then they heard a rustling sound from the bushes next to them. Dai Long became alert, staring intently at the swaying bushes. He quietly hugged Lucien, trying to protect her. But he felt Lucien's singing stop. She resisted in his arms. Even in the midst of fear, he could instantly understand what that resistance meant, but it was something he expected. The bushes shook for a moment, and then a man crawled out of it.

Dai Long was taken aback. It was a human being, wearing tattered clothes, dirty skin and dirt. On top of that, there was a trail of blood trailing behind the human, and there was blood on his clothes. He continued his shoulder-length hair, but it looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a long time, so it stood on all sides. His beard was thick on his chin.

By this time, Lucien had already broken free from Daerron's embrace. There was no fear in her eyes, but they were full of curiosity about the human. Daeron saw Lucien trying to get closer to the human. Dorias has always been wary of anyone but his kind, and Dyron is no exception. He knew very well that the princess had never seen the dangers of the outside world, so she was wary of these outsiders. He began to wonder how this human had managed to make it through the Ring of Beauty, and that this human was so embarrassed that it looked a little similar to Orc. Believing that Lucien's curiosity would put her in danger, Dyron grabbed Lucien's hand and dragged her back. He clenched tightly, and Lucien was startled by his sudden move.

The human lying on the ground spoke in a weak voice: "Help me......" The human slowly trembled and got up. And in the next moment, Lucien was pulled away by Dai Long. They ran away as fast as they could, leaving the faltering man behind. Behind them came a man's shout, "Tinuville!" Daeron ran desperately, and Lucien, who was led by him, was gasping for air. Her petite body didn't seem to be able to keep up with such a fast pace. But what was hard for Dyron to understand was that Lucien kept looking back.

Finally, he felt the princess's hand let go. Daeron turned and looked at Lucien. "Princess, get away, it's a human! he's dangerous!" but Lucien didn't move, "but he doesn't look dangerous! Although my father always told us that contact with humans would not end well, we never really came into contact with humans, did we? I was curious about humans and I wanted to see him. You go back first!"

Dai Long sighed. But the anger in his heart now overshadowed his helplessness. Apparently the princess did not have the slightest affection for him, and his preaching seemed to disgust the princess even more. He didn't say a word, turned and left. He staggered as he walked, and his mind went blank. When he looked back, the princess was gone.

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Belen suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. After entering Doriath, he wandered in the woods for more than ten days. The air in the woods was so thin that it made him uncomfortable. He had always been homeless, and the dim light made it impossible for him to tell the time. Luckily, it seemed like every once in a while there would be a trumpet sound from the depths of the forest, and then soon the gaps in the leaves would turn black. So when Belen heard the sound of the trumpet, he would find a hole in a tree or a stump to sleep on.

In the past ten days, his mental state has been on the verge of collapse. All this time, no one has said a word to him. Not even the company of animals. In front of him, there were only endless trees, trees and trees. He even hallucinated that there was a face on the trunk of the elm trees, with their mouths open and closed, and they were greeting him in a low voice.

Slowly, the Lambas he was carrying in his backpack ran out, and he could only gather the fruit from the trees to eat. When he was unlucky, he had to pick some weeds to satisfy his hunger. The bitterness of the weed's taste would remain in his mouth until noon the next day. A buzzing roar began to appear in his ears. He didn't know if the sound was coming from his surroundings or if it was a fantasy in his head. Finally, he couldn't hold it anymore and collapsed in a bush.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but he was awakened by the cry of a nightingale. The cry was like a life-saving straw for him. For if any living creature appeared before him and made some sound to comfort his desperate soul, he would probably go mad. The nightingale's cry gave him strength to ignore his hunger, his pain, his fear. He struggled to crawl out of the bushes, like a plant yearning for the light outside the window.

When he saw the thing that made the sound, he realized that he had misheard. It was not the cry of a nightingale, but the song of an elven maiden. He didn't know that she was Singar's daughter, Lucien, the princess of Doriath, or that the elf next to him was the "Bard" Daron. But the moment he saw Lucian, he felt as if he had seen the most precious thing in the world. He has always been told that Morgoth's crown is set with three elven diamonds, and that treasure has the most beautiful light in the world. If this is the case, then the beauty of the girl in front of him may make the light of the diamond look much dimmer.

He didn't know what that sentiment was called, just as he didn't know what a girl's name was. Maybe it's the love he's been hearing and witnessing, he thought to himself. He had forgotten everything that had happened in the past, and all the shadows of the death fragments had been erased from his memory. The song seemed to have magical power, dispelling the fear and darkness in his heart.

But in the next second, that fear came back to my heart. for the maiden was far away from him. He saw that the strong hand of Dai Long took away the white light, which was tantamount to robbing him of the hope in his heart. He tried to stop them, but he couldn't help but not know the girl's name. Anxious, he blurted out, "Tinuvir!" in the Sinda language, which is interpreted as "daughter of the morning light". And this word is also used by the Sinda to refer to the nightingale. Belen wanted to chase after him, but his body, which was on the verge of collapse, was too weak for him to stagger and couldn't catch up.

He felt like his surroundings were plunged into darkness again. Despair grew in his heart, and he tried to keep shouting the words for the nightingale, but found that he couldn't pronounce a single word. He was dumbfounded at this moment. Fragments of the past flashed through his mind, Golim's suicide, the tragic deaths of the crowd, the battle between the beasts and the wolves, and the creepy creatures of the Valley of Death.

Those scenes were all in a split second, but Belen felt like he was living those fears all over again. He had only struggled a few dozen feet during this time, but he thought it had been a lifetime. Until he saw the "Nightingale Maiden" Tinuvel reappear in front of him. Lucien stood there, staring at him intently, her figure in the dim woods, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, stars in the winter night.

"Tinoville!" Belen shouted, the cry startling Lucien. She stepped back slightly, but still looked at him with surprise. Belém realized that the silent spell was gone.

Lucien walked up to Belen's side and brushed away the messy hair that was scattered across his cheeks. Looking at Belen's vicissitudes of life, it seems to be looking at a novelty. "What do you call me?" Lucien's sweet voice healed Belen's desperate heart. He shyly looked up at Lucien: "I don't know your name, but your song is like the cry of a nightingale." Therefore I call you in the name of the nightingale. ”

Lucien laughed, "I'm not some of Glimmer's daughter, I'm Singar's daughter. I am Lucien, the princess of Doriath. "But I like the poetic name, and perhaps you are a singer among men, just as Daeron is a singer of Doriath." ”

"I am Belém, son of Balahir. Remembering the etiquette of his fathers to elves when he was a child, Belen bowed to Lucian and bent his fingers in front of his forehead, which amused Lucian. "Your Highness Princess, can you take me to your mother, who has led me here by her strength. ”

Lucian's smile vanished. "I'm afraid I can't do that. Perhaps my mother really guided you here, but if outsiders enter the Minni Kingdom, it will not be my mother who will decide their fate. My father, Singar, had a great dislike for humans. If you let him know that a human has entered Dorias and that his daughter has brought him back to Minne, he will kill you in anger. She patted her head, "But maybe I can find you a place to live in the forest." She took Belen's arm and walked for a while.

Belen noticed that Lucien was not wearing shoes, so he asked her, "Why don't you wear shoes, princess?" Lucien did not speak, and pointed to a tree in front of her. Belen saw a few ropes hanging from the tree. As he looked up the rope, he saw what appeared to be a gray stone platform at the top of the tree.

"You can stay here. Just climb up the rope!" said Lucien, "I must go back to Minne." If I can't go back before sunset, I'll be shut out. ”

Lucien turned to leave, but Belen suddenly panicked, "Will you still come here?" Belen immediately asked, "I can't live alone in this silent forest, because the time is too long." ”

"It's all right, Belém. Lucien said, "I will come to see you often." I'll bring you food. But in exchange, can you tell me more often about what the outside world is like?"

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For the next six months, Belém spent the time on the stone platform of that big tree. There is a tree stump on the platform for people to rest at night, and it is very comfortable to lie down on it after spreading the bearskin coat in the bag. You can see the starry sky at night, and the stone fountain will be filled with cold water. When Belém first came to live, he washed himself with water from the fountain. The blood of those dirt and all kinds of strange creatures was hard to wash off, so it took him a long time. He also shaved the beard off his chin afterwards.

Belém sometimes goes for a walk under the platform. In the days when Lucien didn't come, he spent it in anticipation and emptiness. In order to facilitate the passage of himself and the princess, he tied a number of thick branches between the two ropes from the bottom to the top, so that a rope ladder was formed. Every day Belen would come under the tree with anticipation and wait for Lucien's arrival. When she came, he would sit on the platform with her and tell her about the legends he had heard from his people, or his own experiences. He was not shy about letting the princess know that she had been incompetent, and the princess didn't seem to think so. "I think you're kind!" said the princess.

The princess listened to each story, and Belen even felt a look of reverence in Lucien's eyes. However, he told himself that it was just an illusion, that such a beautiful elf princess would not be emotional to such an ordinary human being. But the time with Lucien is always so short. Every time it was close to dusk, Lucien would walk away from him. And the night was so long. In those sleepless nights, the memories of fear still come through my mind from time to time. He would wonder if one day, he would never be able to wait for Lucien. In the lonely hours of day after day, will he fall into a breakdown again?

At this time, he couldn't help but think back to the sorcerer Sauron. He's still hunting himself. Will he bring bad luck with him when he comes to Doriath?Will one day Nildoris and the Rigian Forest be wiped out by hordes of demon wolves, and his beloved Lucien will be persecuted by evil because of him?

One day in the fall, when Lucien arrives again, he shows his heart for her. This is because he is scared and never has a chance again. He knew he couldn't stay here forever. Someday, he will have to leave the princess. Even if he would be rejected by the princess, he could not leave such regrets.

To his surprise, the princess agreed to him. "I've never accepted a marriage proposal from an elven nobleman. "The world thinks they don't deserve me, but that's not the case. Rather than these nobles who indifferently hide in the cozy woods and ignore the strife of the outside world, I would rather marry a fearless and kind human being, even if he has all kinds of shortcomings. You have gained my heart, Belém. ”

So at that evening, they agreed to be together for the rest of their lives. So much so that the princess almost didn't get back before Minni closed the door. After that, Lucien secretly left Minneon Kingdom more often. In fact, since he went out with Dai Long in the spring, Dai Long has never taken her out again. But the princess found another way. She stole a cloak woven from Heathlane. This cloak is fastened to the chest with a leaf-shaped medallion, and the whole has a gray color. This cloak has magical powers and can leave Minni Kingdom unnoticed. She covered her face with a mask each time and left in her cloak.

She didn't tell her father about Belen's existence, and she had been hesitant to tell her mother. When they agreed for life, she was determined not to tell Mei Ann. Because there has never been love between elves and humans in this world. Elves are immortal if they die unfathomably, while humans are destined to die of old age. If she marries Belen, then in the end she will only be left alone to guard the infinite loneliness. She knew that even her mother would not be able to support their relationship. And Daeron hadn't spoken to her much since spring. She didn't know why, but he certainly wasn't the one to share the facts.

It was only when she went out more frequently that she caught Dai Long's attention. He actually vaguely guessed that Lucien's purpose for going out must be to bring food to the human. For he saw Lucien carrying a lot of Lambas in his arms. He didn't want to bother with her, because she had always been so headstrong. But he didn't guess that they had been privately decided for life.

Daeron didn't tell Singh about seeing humans, because he might be sorry for Lucien. For the sake of this girl she had loved, and perhaps still loved, he kept it a secret. But at noon in late autumn, he finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and secretly followed Lucien out.

He quietly followed behind, using the thick trees to cover himself. Lucien was bouncing up and down in front of her, looking the same as before. But it suddenly felt as if Lucien had moved away from him. Just then, he accidentally stepped on a tree branch and made a clicking sound. Lucien turned her head and saw Daron.

"Why are you following me?" asked Lucian, but her voice was no longer as enthusiastic as it had been.

"Are you going to find that human again?" said Dai Long as he walked up to him and put his arm around her shoulder, "You don't know if he can believe it!

Lucien covered her ears and turned to leave. "I'm in love with him, it's my business, you don't have to worry about it!" the anger that Dai Long had been building up exploded at this moment. He grabbed Lucien's arm hard and dragged her backwards. Lucien struggled desperately, but Daeron was surprisingly strong. Lucien slapped Daeron in the face with the palm of his hand, and Daeron actually pushed Lucian hard at this time. Lucien fell to the ground unsuspected. She felt her ankle sprained.

Daeron gasped and glared at Lucien. Lucien tried to get up, but cried out from the pain of the sprain and fell back to the ground. Instead of helping her, Dyron took two steps back and ran away. Two tears slid down Lucian's cheeks. She climbed up the tree again. But because of the injury, her pace was very slow. The pain tormented her nerves and made her tears flow down. She thought that if she continued to look for Belen, maybe she might not be able to return to Mingni Guosi.

After a moment of silence, she headed in the direction of Belen.

Because of her injuries, Lucien approached the tree where Belém lived at dusk. Behind her came the sound of the horn of Minni Guosi closing the door. But she wasn't going back. She came to the bottom of the tree and found Belen still waiting for her under it. He saw that her ankle was injured and immediately ran up to her and carried her.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Belen.

Lucien rested her head on his shoulder and shook her head, "It's okay, I just fell." But Belen noticed tears in the corners of her eyes. "Why are you crying?"

"Crying!" Lucien said with a sudden laugh, a little mischievous. Belen carried her up the rope ladder and onto the platform. He helped her to lie down on her bearskin coat. "Be careful!" he then went into the woods and stepped on some ashiras grass, only to return after dark. He tore the grass with his hands, then pressed the juice out with the hilt of his sword and smeared it on Lucian's ankle. When she was drugged, Lucien retracted her slender legs for a moment, as if she had been stimulated by something.

Lucien suddenly lowered her head. "You once asked me why I like to walk barefoot!" she blushed, "but the soles of my feet are very sensitive. It is precisely because I rarely have the opportunity to leave the forest that I prefer to use my most sensitive parts to touch the land in the forest and feel the breath of the earth. ”

Belen saw her biting her lip, and the shy look was so beautiful. She straightened her legs again and lifted her skirt slightly, allowing Belen to apply herbs to her. Belen felt Lucian's breath grow quicker. Lucian's fingers gripped the fur of her bearskin coat tightly.

So Belen kissed the soles of her feet, and he could smell the scent of grass on the soles of her feet. Lucien let out a gasp before she spoke, "You're so annoying!" she laughed, hooking her foot to the back of Belen's head, pulling her to bend down and burying his head under her. "Ah......h

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Lucien never spent the whole night in the forest. When she woke up early in the morning, she felt very cold. The ankle sprain no longer hurt, and she lifted the blanket off her body, revealing her unclothed body. Trembling, she picked up her clothes from the ground and put them on, and in the meantime, Belén woke up.

At that moment they heard a commotion coming from under the tree. Belen hurriedly put on his clothes, and looked at Lucien's equally surprised eyes in surprise, bewildered. "What the hell is going on?" Belen asked. In the next second, many gray elves around the platform climbed up along the rope. Leading them was Dai Ron. They pointed their bows and arrows at them. Belen raised his hands in panic.

"Princess, I told all the truth to Your Majesty. "He asked me to bring someone to get this human back." Please sober up!"

Lucien stopped in front of him. "Belen, he's not a bad guy! You've all misunderstood humanity!'s kind!" she looked at Dyron with a sad expression, "even kinder than you!"

Daeron waved his hand, and the elves on either side came up and pulled Lucien away. Lucien shouted, but couldn't break free. Daeron drew his sword and came to Belen. Belen saw Daeron swing his sword at him and fall backwards. Belen pulled out the sword from its scabbard, but was stepped on by Daeron with a kick. Dai Long kicked his sword away, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up, and then punched him in the left cheek, this punch was very hard, and Belen was confused: "Do you think you are worthy of the love of Her Royal Highness the Princess?" He turned to look at Lucien, who was being held by the two elves, "Lucian, I will take him to the king!

Then two elves walked up, blindfolded Belen, and tied their hands behind their backs. He didn't know how far he had walked, only that he was being pushed all the way by them. Then he felt himself walking on a piece of hard ground and heard the sound of gurgling water, which was probably a wooden bridge. As they walked further, their surroundings seemed to darken, and every word they spoke echoed throughout. He guessed that he might have arrived in Mingni Guosi. Then he was pushed and shoved for a while, then walked around a corner, feeling like he had come to a more empty hall.

Upon entering the hall, his blindfold was removed. He looked around and found himself in a tall hall. The hall appears to be located under a hill, and the walls of the hall are all made of wood. There are many tall columns in the hall, all of which are made of whole logs. At the end of the hall, on a wooden throne, sat a dignified elf. He's Singar. Belen saw that there seemed to be stars twinkling in his eyes. His hair is silvery-gray, while his skin is a grayish color. He was wearing a dignified slim dress, but he crossed Erlang's legs. He shook his slender legs, holding his slender fingers in front of him, supporting his chin. He looked at Belém with his contemptuous eyes. He's Singar.

The beautiful queen standing beside him must be Mei Meian. When Belen saw Mei Ann, he suddenly developed a reverence for the gods. Dressed in a black robe, Mirian looked at Belen with wise eyes.

"King Singar, I have brought this human here!" Dai Long saluted to Singar, then stepped aside.

Singh looked at Belen, but Belen didn't dare to look up. He was afraid to make eye contact with Singar because it was too contemptuous. The mockery made him feel humble. Yes, I'm just an ordinary human being, how can I get the love of the most beautiful elf princess in the world?

Singar waved his hand, and the two elves who were escorting Belen untied the rope for him. "Are you the human who doesn't know the height of the sky?" asked Singh in a weird tone. This made the inferiority complex in Belen's heart even stronger.

He breathed heavily, not knowing how to answer. But he heard Lucien beside him speak: "This human is none other than the son of Barahir, Belen! Sauron has been hunting him down, and he is always in danger! Isn't such a miracle enough to become a legend?"

Singh stood up and patted the armrest. "Let Belen speak for himself!" his loud voice resounded throughout the hall, "Human, why are you here? You should know that my kingdom does not welcome strangers! What reason do you have for me not to choose to execute you?"

The word "death penalty" in Singar's mouth at this moment evoked some memories in Belen's mind, those memories that had been gradually forgotten in Doriath's days. Yes, he's seen so many deaths in Taur-Nu-Fuyin. I don't know how many times, death was in front of him, and he avoided it. Although he was humble, he was not afraid of death. And these trembling cowards hiding in the forest in front of him are not much more noble than him!

He suddenly looked up, glanced at Lucien, at Merian, and then into Singar's contemptuous eyes. Singh seemed taken aback by his actions. "Your Majesty, you asked me why I came here, and all I could answer was the guidance of fate. I've experienced dangers that even you elves don't dare to try. What I have obtained here may have been unexpected to me, but I am more than anyone else here! She is more precious than any treasure, neither the wrath of Your Majesty, nor the treachery of Sauron, nor the flame of Morgoth, can stop me from pursuing the most precious thing in the world! I want the love of the princess!"

The hall fell silent suddenly. A look of surprise was written on Dai Long's face. Meili was silent by Singh's side. Singh maintained a contemptuous look in his eyes. And a tear ran down Lucian's cheek. Belen's heart raced, and he knew that his words would have serious consequences for him.

But Singh laughed: "Hahaha...... You're a lowly human who just sneaks around and narrowly escapes the Grim Reaper's visit. You think you're brave, but you're not destined to be worthy of what you say!

Hearing Singh taunt humanity like this, Belen held back the anger in his heart and took off the ring on his hand. It was taken from Balahir's short arm. "This is the Ring of Balahir, with the coat of arms of Finrod engraved on it. My family has always been loyal to King Finrod. On the battlefields of the north, Finrod gave this ring to my father! With this ring, I will never accept the 'humility' of your opinion of my people!"

Singh shook his head: "Then I'll tell you, son of Barahir." He pointed his finger at Belen, "Even if your people are loyal to me, it will not be enough for you to win my daughter." You keep saying that my daughter is the most precious thing in the world that you regard. Then in your opinion, she must be more important than your life. Singar turned away from Belen and looked at his throne, "I have one thing I want, one more precious than any treasure, and the treachery of Sauron and the flames of Morgoth guard this treasure. Since you say that you are so brave and willing to win my daughter and give everything, then you should try! Go to Morgoth's crown and get me an elven diamond! If you can do it, then I will marry my daughter to you if Lucien is willing. ”

On one side of the hall, Dai Long, with his head down, snorted. Like the rest of the hall, they believed that Belen would back down. Because the Noldor who, like Belen, prided themselves on heroic, had spent so many years barely being able to even catch a glimpse of the Elven Diamond.

But to everyone's surprise, Belen laughed, "An insignificant gem? is the price that an Elven King paid for his own daughter?" The contempt on Singar's face vanished, and he seemed to be surprised by Belen's words, "If this is your decision, I will do my best! Don't break your promise!"

He resolutely turned around and looked at Lucien: "Wait for me." ”

He pushed the guards aside and walked towards the exit. Singh motioned for them not to stand in the way. He disbanded everyone in the hall and then had the soldiers take the princess. Mei An, who had been silent, spoke: "Your Majesty, your decision may have brought disaster to our kingdom. Doriath's fate had nothing to do with some long-forgotten oaths and curses, but now our fates are intertwined because of your promises. ”