[LOTR＆HOBBIT Doujin][TL Dense Forest Father and Son] Wind Eye

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Tauriel was a good elf, and might be his wife someday.Legolas believed that if he said it, she would say yes.This belief is not based on supernatural love, but a kind of sympathy between more secret alliances.

But is he going to do this?He could freely imagine Thranduil's furious expression, the uncontrollable resistance and the compromise he had to make in his heart.On his father's face like an immortal god, the ever-falling spikes crumbled.If he could be crazier, mean and selfish, he would choose to.

Remind the King of the Jungle that the storm never dies and is still brewing.

"You..." Legolas said unconsciously, and Tauriel, who was walking in front of him, turned around, "It means that dwarves are not as annoying as I imagined..."

"Really." He said lightly.

Legolas' perfunctory attitude made the female elf a little dissatisfied, "Is this topic boring?"

Legolas tilted his head, noncommittal.

"Your arrogant attitude is exactly the same as His Majesty." Tao Ruier said.

"I am quite different from him," said Legolas.

Tao Ruier snorted with a sneer, folded his arms and looked at him, "Outsiders may see you father and son that way..."

"If you want to speak ill of him, leave me alone," said Legolas.

Tao Ruier commented: "It's really cruel." She leaned over, "And I'm blaming your attitude—of course not from the standpoint of a subordinate, but from the standpoint of a friend." She knew Legolas' weakness, she knew him It's not as unapproachable as it seems.As firm as he looks, he is gentle on the inside.

"Well, I apologize to you for my inattentiveness." His Royal Highness sighed, "But I don't recognize the hat you put on me."

"What, do you mean you are not arrogant? Or do you think you are completely different from His Majesty."

"Both."

"You can't deny that you did show contempt for my topic. Do you really hate dwarves that much?"

"Very nasty," Legolas replied.

"You don't treat humans like this." Tao Ruier was dissatisfied.

"To me the two races are not comparable at all."

"Do you mean to say that dwarves are inferior?"

"I'm just saying—I hate the one, I don't hate the other, that's all." Legolas softened his tone.

Tao Ruier chuckled, "Do you think you still say that you don't look like His Majesty the King?"

Legolas was speechless.

Tao Ruier said: "This is not a malicious remark, you know, I don't understand why you feel offended." She curled her lips, "Has your relationship always been this bad?"

"No, it's just normal."

"Then why do you resist being like him, you are his son, shouldn't it be natural to be like him?"

"I'm not like him." That's why he suffered so much, in a dilemma, walking on thin ice.

If he was him, things couldn't be simpler.They would kill each other and hate each other, and he could propose marriage to Tauriel immediately, and start his revenge desperately, endlessly, holding hatred and struggling forever.Or he can be so strong and ruthless that no matter how much love he has, no matter how hot his feelings are, he can be extinguished into a mass of ashes that will be buried forever.

He must not be him.

"But you are so similar, your way of speaking, your manner, your expression are all like him, don't you know it?"

Legolas was stunned. He stood where he was, and in the flickering light and shadow, there seemed to be countless roads spreading under his feet, but Tauriel already knew clearly that he would not have any more choices. He wanted to What needs to be broken is actually his life itself.Because even the way he stood in a daze was like the inviolable king on the throne.

"When you look at those dwarves, it's like another jungle king." She sighed.

"Oh, by the way, about the dwarves, I want to see His Majesty tonight." Tauriel said.