The Lord of the Rings The Hobbit: The First Dance

The next day, Svanil woke up in a warm sun.The light blue curtains are blown like sails by the wind, and the phalaenopsis in the vase is replaced with a new handful, and the breeze blows, sending a burst of fresh fragrance.

"Ha——" Svanil stretched his waist, squinted his eyes, and took a deep breath—the headache hurts!Svanil put one hand on his head, the aftereffect of a hangover!But no matter how painful it is, I have to get up, turn over the quilt, and get out of bed.

After changing clothes, washing, and combing hair, Svanil did everything, and his spirit gradually cleared up.With a squeak, he opened the white wooden door from the bedroom to the living room, and walked on the floor with contrasting colors and mosaic patterns. Svanil was quite surprised to see a familiar elf sitting in the small circular living room.

"Thranduil, good morning! You...why are you here?" Today Thranduil changed into a dark red long coat, with golden buttons neatly arranged on the long coat, and a head of blond hair neatly draped behind his head. .

"I'm fine this morning." The sun shone into the hall and shone on Thranduil's handsome face.His tone was brisk and natural.

"Are you not having a meeting?"

"It's a holiday this morning, and it will continue in the afternoon."

Svanil nodded knowingly.Last night's Midsummer Ball, it is estimated that the Quartet elves were tired, so it is understandable to take a good rest.

Thranduil didn't drink as much as Svanil last night, so he got up this morning as usual.Paeoniae Alba is a good antidote to hangovers, it is most suitable to be added to sweet milk tea, and thinking of the guy who finally fainted last night and couldn't find his own room, Thranduil had to get up early in the morning to make a pot of Paeoniae Alba milk tea kindly Come.

The long-necked white porcelain teapot was painted and inlaid with gold. Thranduil poured a cup from the teapot and pushed it in front of Svanil.The tea in the teacup was steaming hot with curling smoke, obviously kept warm by magic.

Sifanyier didn't know the origin of this tea, and his mouth was dry, so he just picked it up and drank it.Just when she was about to touch the rim of the cup, there was a knock on the door.

Putting down the teacup, Svanil walked over to open the door.

Linton's brilliant sunlight came in through the open door, and the white palace was brightly illuminated by the daylight.Standing in front of the door was an elf with long dark brown hair, a dark blue robe, a high nose and deep eyes, gentle and handsome.

He bowed slightly forward, holding a silver tray in his right hand. On the tray was a jug of golden yellow liquid in a glass, glistening in the sunlight.

"Miss Sivanyir, I'm in Lindell. I've ordered you to bring Xiahe honey tea to relieve your headache after drinking!" The male elf handed over the tray in his hand, and there were lotus petals floating in the golden honey tea.

Seeing this glass teapot, Sifanyier already thought of the person who made the tea. After all, it was not the first time he drank it. He was the one who specially made this summer lotus honey tea to relieve her hangover after getting drunk in Lanshan.Thinking of this, Sifanyier unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth: "You wait here." After speaking, Sifanyier turned around and ran to the bedroom like a gust of wind, and then came back with another gust of wind, she took a pure blue Phalaenopsis gently Put it on Lindell's silver tray, "Tell your lord that I am very grateful!"

Lindell looked at the Phalaenopsis with some surprise, and finally said with a clear smile: "I will definitely bring Miss Svanil's words!"

Sifan Yier happily returned to the living room with the glass teapot in his hand, and poured himself another cup happily. It was sweet and delicious, so delicious!

"Thranduil, try it?" When Sivanir poured tea for Thranduil, he realized that something was wrong with the person opposite, "What's wrong?"

In the living room just now, everything that happened openly fell into Thranduil's eyes.Seeing Svanil happily drinking the tea in the glass pot, and then looking at the teacup in front of him, Thranduil narrowed his eyes, "Who sent this?" He asked coldly.

"Elrond," Svanil replied, "Although this is a cure for human hangovers, it works!"

"Hmph," Thranduil sneered, "You have a very good relationship with him!"

After all, after living for thousands of years, Sivanil still has the ability to observe words and emotions.Elrond, Thranduil, and her, there is only one scene where the three meet so far, and that is last night's dance party.On the long bridge at the end of the dance, it seemed that Thranduil felt a little disgusted with Elrond. Well, although she was drunk at the time, she didn't realize it, but now she understands!That being the case, it must be that the two have differences in political views, and they might have had a fight at the meeting!Svanil nodded to his speculation in his heart, and then decided to distinguish between public and private, and discuss the matter as it stands.

After thinking for a while, Svanil said: "Elrond is a half-elf, and his younger brother chose to become a human being. In order to take care of his younger brother, he lived in human society for a long time, and he also knows a lot about other regions of Central Continent." , and he is very good at medical skills. I have known him for more than 50 years. He is an upright, knowledgeable, and kind elf. He has always helped me a lot. I also regard him as a heart-to-heart friend... Thranduil, I hope you don't hold prejudice against him."

Thranduil didn't reply, but rubbed his fingers along the teacup.

"Thranduil?"

Thranduil stood up, "Take a good rest, I'm leaving first." After speaking, he walked out.

The door of the living room was pushed open again, and Svanil sent His Royal Highness to the door.Thranduil nodded to Svanil and walked to the left.

The White Palace of Mythrond is exquisitely and beautifully designed.Thranduil was walking on the white cobblestone road, it was summer, and the roses in the garden were in full bloom.They're just good friends, he thought.

Tashan Town, the busiest human town at the foot of Linton, produces exquisite silk that is famous in Middle-earth.

At this time, Svanil and Sharon were walking in the busy Tashan Town.In a few days, they will set off to return to the Great Green Forest. "Before you leave, you must bring something," Sharon said, so they drove here early in the morning from Mythrond.

From the quiet and elegant world of elves to the lively and bustling human society, Sharon and Svanil are very interested.They had a full meal in the tavern first, and then found the largest cloth store in the area.

"I assure you both, our store has the most exquisite silk in the whole of Middle-earth, any color and any style, and it will definitely make you return with a full load!" When they walked into the store, the owner said while blowing his beard.His rosy cheeks and plump figure showed that he was well nourished.

As Sharon walked, he saw a cloth bag.Sifanyier tugged at him, "The good stuff is on the second floor, let's go!"

Go up the steps to the second floor, which is indeed a higher level than the first floor.As a woman, Sifanyier, how could she miss a good opportunity to shop!Joyce, Louisa, Angie... her friends and relatives are indispensable!After a while, she stood in front of Sharon with her arms full of cloth.There are much fewer things in Sharon's arms, mostly dark-colored cloth, after all, he is a male elf!

"Sifan...", Sharon looked at Sifanyier with wide eyes, as if she had known her for the first time, "Is it...too much?"

Svanil walked to the door on the side of the house, where there was an empty table, and she put the cloth in her arms on it.After hearing what his friend said, he weighed the cloth on the table, "It seems to be a little too much." But... Svanil picked and chose, which one here is very good!I can't bear to buy any of them!Forget it, I'd better buy them all back... Well, with a fist in my heart, I made such a happy decision!

Sharon also came over and put the cloth on the table.

Svanil noticed that there was a piece of white smoke-colored twill silk among a group of dark-colored fabrics.She raised her eyebrows maliciously, and her fingers lingered on the piece of cloth, "Let me guess, this piece of cloth...is for Louisa!" The whole big green forest knows that Sharon likes Louisa!

Sharon was not at all unnatural, nodded and smiled, "It's for my beloved Louisa!"

"Tsk tsk." Svanil couldn't help sighing.

"It's you, who are these bolts of cloth for? Don't tell me that you want to wear them yourself!" Sharon pointed to the dark blue and smoky gray bolts in Svanil's pile.

"For my father and Sears."

"Oh—?" Sharon stretched out the question word.

"how!?"

"Doesn't our honorable prince have one?" Sharon asked exaggeratedly.

Svanil was taken aback for a moment, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Sifan?" Sharon asked carefully.

Svanil reacted, and bent the corner of his mouth, "It's okay."

Sharon felt that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he didn't ask further questions, and looked at the selected fabrics by himself.

"Sharon, why... you want to ask me if I have delivered Thranduil?" The bustling town downstairs made the two-story building even more quiet.Svanil's voice sounded, with a bit of astringent taste.

"Hmm..." Sharon touched the fabric back and forth with some embarrassment, "In the past, I thought... well, it's just my personal opinion that you... care about His Highness a lot."

"Really?" Svanil fixed his eyes on the door in front of him.

"However, everything will change! I feel that you have become different after you come back from outside!" Sharon happily found a breakthrough in the conversation, "You are more mature and beautiful than before!"

Sifanyier turned his head and looked at his friend helplessly, and the embarrassing atmosphere just now disappeared.

"Hey-hey!" Sharon smirked.

"Boss," Svanil called out when he saw the fat figure passing by downstairs.

The boss immediately went upstairs, "You two, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Liu Shui Ya, do you have this?" Sifanyier asked professionally.

The boss frowned and his face collapsed, "Miss, since you can ask such a question, I won't hide it from you. To be honest, there were two last pieces of running yarn, but they were reserved the day before yesterday. Now I'm a The corners are gone!"

Svanil sighed.Running water gauze, as its name suggests, silk like running water, graceful and moving on the body.It is also the most famous fabric in Tower Hill.However, this silk is extremely rare. It is said that a weaver can only weave an inch in a year, so the high-quality flowing yarn is often priced but not marketed.Originally, Sifanyier just had the mentality of trying, no, it was normal.

"Then wrap these up and pay the bill!" Svanil pointed to the selected fabrics on the table and said.

It was a good afternoon when the two walked out of the cloth shop.Svanil and Sharon packed up their purchases on the horse, and they were about to head home.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the cloth shop.

Behind the door, there are two elves with long hair and long clothes. There is a pot of tea and two cups on the table between them.It turned out that they had been sitting here.

The chubby boss hurried upstairs, holding two bolts of cloth that were as smooth as running water, "Gentlemen, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long, but the man has finally been found!" Then he held them up like a treasure, "You ordered running water yarn!" One is light green and the other is pearly white.

The black-haired elf stood up first, walked up to the boss for a closer look, then turned around and said with a smile, "Thrandiil, I want white, you want green, how about it?"

Thranduil glanced at the cloth pouring down like water, and then at the black-haired elf.

"Elrond, it shall be as you wish."

The heat of summer was getting lower day by day, and when the jasmine in Mythrond dropped its first leaves, Svanil was finally on his way home.

At this time, Svanil was packing his luggage in his own room, and the clothes, sundries and bought fabrics he brought filled the big package.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

Svanil went to open the door.Not surprisingly, he saw Elrond standing outside the door.

"Is everything packed?" the male elf asked with a smile, looking at the big bag of luggage.

"Yeah." Svanil nodded.

"I'm afraid...you have to add one more thing to your luggage." Elrond took out a dark cloth bag from his wide sleeve and put it on the table, smiling, "A present for you!"

"Wow!" Sivan Er exclaimed in a very face-saving way, looking at the cloth bag on the table with bright eyes, "Hee hee, El, I've bothered you again!"

"Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

Svanil nodded hastily, and reached out to untie the package—Vera!

This time, Svanil was really surprised: the table was full of water and brilliance, and the cloth like a flowing white waterfall was spread on it, and the finger rubbed it, and the cool and silky feel seemed like running water trickling, bringing out a sparkle. Sparkling light——"Shuishui yarn!" Sifanyier opened his mouth wide.

"Do you like it?" Elrond asked with a smile, putting his arms on the table and resting his head on his hands.

"I like it!" Svanil said firmly.Then, I thought of something, "I went to buy it a few days ago, but the cloth seller said it was out of stock! Say, did you get there first?"

Elrond only laughed, and then said: "What if I say 'yes'?"

"Humph!" Sifan Yier seemed angry, "Anyway, you knew to rob me from the very beginning!" She obviously thought of the two people robbing herbal medicine back then.Sifanyier happily picked up the fabric and gestured in his hands, and he had already begun to sketch the appearance of making it into clothes in his head.

"It is said that if a man in Tashan Town wants to marry his beloved woman, he must have a piece of white flowing yarn in the dowry." Elrond said slowly, straightening his cuffs.

Svanil's hands froze, his eyes stared at the pearly white cloth in front of him, and then he turned his head stiffly to look at Elrond sitting beside him.

"But that's a habit of humans, and we elves don't have to follow it." Svanil seemed to be the only one who was embarrassed, when she heard Elrond say the last sentence in a leisurely manner.

"Yes..." Svanil finally found his voice, "We don't have to abide by it."

"I won't bother you, let's pack your things first. See you tomorrow, Sifan!" Elrond got up and said goodbye.

"Well, see you tomorrow!" Sifanyier mechanically sent the person opposite to the door.

The white door opened and closed, Sivanil stared blankly at the wooden door, and the two words of Elrond just now were circling in his mind:

"It is said that if a man in Tashan Town wants to marry his beloved woman, he must have a white flowing gauze in the bride price."

"But that's a human habit, we elves don't have to follow it."

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Svanil is not stupid, and the subtext can still be heard, that is to say, if an elf wants to marry his beloved female elf, it is not necessary to give her a flowing gauze, but Elrond still gave her a flowing gauze, and Elrond Luckily, De is a half-elf, half-human!The last sentence "We elves don't have to obey", are you sure you're not superfluous?Is it getting darker and darker? ?Trying to cover up? ? ?

Svanil was pacing up and down the room irritably.

Elrond liked her?If you don't like it, why send running water yarn? It's fine to send running water yarn, but you still mention human tradition!If he really said it unintentionally and said it casually, Svanil really doesn't believe it!Having known each other for so many years, Elrond is definitely a person whose brain manages his mouth, and he will not speak out of tune like Sharon.So, since Elrond said so, is it implying... that he likes her?

Svanil rested her chin on her hands, and carefully recalled the scenes since they met. Maybe her memory was so good that she remembered it unexpectedly clearly. To sum it up: Elrond was very good to her, except for the first time they met.In Svanil's impression, Elrond is a gentle, wise, and powerful elf.He obviously has a lot of sad past events, but he is sympathetic to comfort every injured creature; he is very powerful, killing trolls is like cutting cabbage, but he does not like to use force to solve problems; Knowledgeable, humorous, can tell the legend of each landscape and tell them with gusto... He is like a gentle book with thick stories and every page will be moving.

Svanil let out a long breath, such a male elf likes her, really?

The next day was the day when the Big Green Forest delegation left Linton collectively and embarked on their return journey.Svanil got up early in the morning.

"what?"

"Miss Svanil, I'm sorry to disturb your rest!" A female elf in plain clothes raised her skirt and saluted to Svanil who just woke up and was sitting up from the bed.

"It's okay." Svanil waved his hand.

The plain elf got up, went to the balcony, took away the withered Phalaenopsis yesterday, and then inserted the newly picked blue Phalaenopsis in her hand.

Sifanyier had a panoramic view of all these, "During the time I lived here, you helped change the flowers?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"But I haven't seen Phalaenopsis in the garden of Mithrond, where did you pick it?" Roses fluttering in the wind are blooming everywhere in Mithrond's garden, so Svanil, unless necessary, I won't go to the garden, she is allergic to rose pollen.

"A river valley in Lone Bay, not far from here, is full of moth orchids, and it's their blooming season now."

It turned out that I had to go out of the palace to pick it up. Sifanyier said gratefully: "It's really troublesome for you to run so far every day!" At the Midsummer Ball, she even used Phalaenopsis as a headdress!

The female elf in plain clothes covered her mouth and smiled, "Miss, then you are thanking the wrong person, I am not the one who picks flowers every day!"

"Who is that?"

"It is our Lord Elrond of Lindon."

In the morning, the sun was warm and gentle, and a team of more than [-] elves from the Great Green Forest delegation lined up neatly in two rows on the long bridge at the exit of the Mithrond Palace.Orofel, king of the Great Greenwood, and his prince went forward to bid farewell to Gilgalad, High King of Lindon.Svanil looked at the elves standing not far behind the two kings in the procession.Today Elrond changed into a gray-blue robe, which made him look handsome, and stood there calmly.

Thinking back to yesterday's speculation and this morning's conversation about Phalaenopsis, Sifanyier saw the protagonist at the center of this incident again, and felt very up and down all of a sudden.

The farewell was over after a while, and Orofel, Thranduil and his son returned to the team.The green flag fluttered and fluttered in the wind under the blue sky and white clouds.Svanil turned his horse's head with the crowd and headed in the direction he came from.In the end, she still couldn't help but look back: the golden sun and the white palace are the background, the black-haired elf in long clothes stands quietly at the bridge head, the wind blows his black hair at the sideburns, he smiles gently, the world is Qinghua.

"Pay attention to the road!" Thranduil suddenly reminded her, and she looked away.

The team of more than thirty elves gradually disappeared in the distance of the plain...

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