- Someday we'll all have to step on this path... - His deep voice sounded, echoed in Thranduil's soul. - Every Elda, tired of the world, when he loses everything he loved in the Middle East, knows that there is a white ship waiting for him in this harbor... But in you, the king of the Forest Elves, the flame of life burns very brightly. You still have a lot to do in this world.
- Mom said the same thing... - Sinda's elf whispered," but she didn't want to discover what was ahead of me...
- Sometimes it is better not to know in advance. Not to give up, not to give up the fight... There are prophecies that will come true anyway, and there are such that you can fight. And win. Lord Thranduil, I was looking for you for a reason. The Grand Council is going to meet in Imladris. After the end of the war, there were events and questions that required the attention of all the free peoples of the West. The rulers of all the states that took part in the war on the side of the Last Soviet Union arrive in Elrond's house. You are also invited. The messengers did not catch you in the underground palace and sent me the news.
- Why am I there? - The Forest King answered with sadness and annoyance. He did not want to discuss and make any important decisions now, to delve into the affairs of other peoples, did not want to be in society at all. Especially in the society of those who caused memories of the events of this damned war. The last Union of Forest Elves and it's own...
Thranduil glanced at the Firstborn standing next to him and met his all-penetrating gaze. And suddenly I felt that the Lord Mythlonda sees through him, reading freely everything that is happening in his soul. Sinda's elf moved away from Kirden, clenching his lips stubbornly. But there was no reproach or teaching.
- Your state plays an important role in the events of the Middle East. I know that the nador does not like to interfere in the affairs of other nations, but life does not always allow you to fence yourself off from it. Your neighbor, King Amrot, will also arrive. I leave tomorrow. Will you keep me company?
So, King Thranduil and a few Nandor who accompanied the queen were in Imladris. He told his companions on the way that he would try to reduce his stay at Elrond's house as much as possible.
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After the regular meeting of the Council Tranduil went down to the garden. I wanted to wander between the trees so that the foggy head would blow with a fresh breeze.
In the discussion of the problems with the three elven rings and with the United Forest King did not take part, even to delve into all these "Noldorskie stuff" did not want to. And he agreed that it was necessary to protect the borders of Mordor and Dol Guldur at once. Sauron - Maya, then, immortal. He had already been killed many times, that is, deprived of his body image, but he returned. This time too, the Mayan spirit will hide from retaliation and gain strength, create a new look for itself and come back. And no one can predict whether he will get into his old fortresses or invent something new... The protection of Mordor's borders was taken over by people. But they and Amrot will have to look after Dol Guldur. Well, it's really necessary...
Thranduil sat on the bench under a huge sprawling oak tree. He was tired of supporting the whiskey with his palm and froze looking at his feet. It was already getting dark, the grass was lit with flashlights of fireflies. Sinda looked at the fast play of glowing bugs - their flashing was bewitching...
- What are you studying there so carefully? Hello! - suddenly there was a merry melodic voice right next door.
Chapter 3: Meeting under the stars.
The king of the forest raised his head in amazement. A girl in a white dress stood by the bench. The luxurious blonde gold hair fell almost to the knees. In the glow of the rising moon, they resembled a sparkling waterfall.
- Hello," said the unexpected guest T. "Who are you? I've been here for over a week, but I've never met you!
- I just didn't pay attention! - I know you, you are the Lord of the Great Greenwoods, a member of the Great Council. I live in the House of Elrond, my name is Ellerian.
- Ellerian... Crowned with the Stars... A surprisingly good name," Thranduil smiled a little.
- Everybody says so to me - the unexpected person laughed again. - And your name doesn't suit you very well - you're always sad, in the power of melancholy... And as if you are not here, your soul is separated from the body shell by time or distance...