hp lord of the rings still time

"Mother, don't worry about the impossible." Thranduil picked up the silver wine glass and took a shallow sip of the wine. He lowered his eyelids, and the dim light covered his expression.

"Every mother knows what her child is thinking. The road ahead is too long." Wen Ruier sighed and looked at her son worriedly. She loved her husband and son and this land, but she was very concerned about the future. Anxiety shakes her emotions, and she wishes for all to be happy, like the elves in the Land of the Immortals.

"Since we've been integrated into each other's lives, why not walk down together?"

The magic power of the potion expired before Kleist's song was finished, and her singing almost broke.Kleist simply stopped and gave the harp to other elves. She saw her brother and mother sitting together and having a serious discussion. She walked forward curiously, but was stopped by a group of elves headed by Silia. blocked.Silia is a female elf of the Sindar tribe who has the blood of the Dono tribe. Her silver hair adds a lot to her gorgeous appearance. Kleist likes her gentle and generous character, which makes them become good friend.

"You surprised us just now, you're such a bad girl." Silia tapped Kleist's forehead lightly with her finger and said with a smile, her intimacy made Kleist laugh, "You will definitely be A very good guy."

"Of course, I left in a hurry this time. I didn't get the beauty potion you asked for. Next time, I'll buy you two."

"That's fine, don't forget!"

"I don't understand, you are already very beautiful, why use those extra potions, in my opinion, you are already very beautiful."

"You are still a child, what do you know!" "Exactly!"

Kleist was shocked. She was conflicted in her heart. On the one hand, she hoped that she would grow up quickly and not let the elves take extra care of her body because of her slow growth. On the other hand, she did not want herself to grow up. , she did not dare to compete with the immortal elf for the length of her life.Time will always be her pain, something she has been avoiding.

"Old women, goodbye!" Kleist pretended to be angry and turned away. Silia knew that she was just making an excuse to leave, so she smiled and ignored it.

"Even if the future is full of thorns, I will fight with her to the end." Seeing Kleist walking towards this side, Thranduil got up and bowed to his mother and said goodbye, "Someone must accompany her!" After speaking, he put down The cup turned and left.

"Mother, why did Searle go away?" Just as Kleist arrived, she found that her brother had already walked away, and she looked at his mother with some doubts.

"Here, you are the only one who can call him Seir." Wen Ruier took Kleist's hand, let her sit beside him, smiled and pushed the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears.

"When I was just learning Elvish, his name was too long for me and I always pronounced it wrong, so I changed to a simple name and kept calling it until now. I don't think he pronounced it right either, just It's a nickname like you guys call me Claire."

"You surprised us tonight, I almost didn't recognize it!"

"Hehe, you are all scared by me. In fact, there is not much change, but more calm. After all, you are an adult!" Kleist didn't think too much, she noticed that her relatives' attitude towards her tonight was a bit awkward , thought it was because she didn't adapt to her sudden change of appearance.But she ignored that elves are sensitive, and their meticulousness can explore the trajectory of fate.Their unnaturalness was due to seeing the shadow of war in Kleist's resolute and cold body as an adult.

Looking at the indifferent Kleist, Wen Ruier looked at the elves at the banquet, some of them were singing, some were dancing, some were drinking, some were fighting, and some were playing with Kleiss. The wizard chess specially brought back from the wizarding world, as for those who made "bang bang" explosions, they were playing wizard solitaire. "You are entangled with our lives and melt into our bones and blood."

"What? We didn't hear you! Mother."

"It's nothing, do you like it here? Will you wait here with Thranduil?"

"Of course, I love this place, and I won't leave until the last elf goes west." Wen Ruier looked at him in a daze, and Kleist's resolute expression was surprisingly similar to his adult face.She smiled and said, "Remember your words." She lowered her head and kissed Kleist's forehead lightly, stroked her face and whispered softly, "Go and play!"

Kleist saluted with a smile and turned to Thranduil. Thranduil was really chatting with Galian and the others about patrol locations and precautions in the forest, and didn't notice Kleist's approach.Taking advantage of Thranguir's inattention, Kleist jumped on his back, hugged her neck from behind and lay on his body.

"Get off for me." Thranduil shook his body vigorously, trying to throw Kleist off, but Kleist stuck to his body like brown sugar and refused to get off.

"If you want me to come down, you can play wizard chess with me. Whoever loses will eat strange beans. If you don't agree, I won't come down." Kleist played shamelessly.

"You just promise her, otherwise she will make a fuss." The surrounding elves persuaded, some of them were purely watching the fun, they liked to see Thranduil deflated, and they were all making noise.

Kleist's unstoppable personality made Thranduil helpless, "You come down, we will go." Seeing that Thranduil compromised, Kleist jumped down, and they found a Put chess on the empty table and start playing.

"You lose, choose one." Thranduil won the game, feeling happy.He kindly gave Kleist a box of candies to choose from.Kleist looked at the eyeballs of the malicious Thranduil, she picked out a grain and stuffed it into Thranduil's mouth quickly before running away, and asked cheekily while running: " Is it tasty?".

Thranduil's face was distorted when he was stimulated by an unspeakable strange smell, "Kleist, I'm going to kill you!" Then he rushed forward.The elves around were shocked by this scene and laughed.

Thranduil and Kleist had a long fight that night. In the end, Kleist was so tired that she put her head on Thranduil's back and said in a daze, "I'm sleepy." Alright, let's go back!"

Thranduil knelt down slightly and said helplessly: "Come up!" Kleist slowly climbed up his back, Thranduil helped her up, stood up and carried the sleeping Kleist on his back. bedroom.