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"Is it possible that the king's accusations are in vain?" - Tauriel thought. If Legolas loves her... then only as a brother? This assumption made Legolas both quiet and hard. Meanwhile, the prince stroked her hair, came down with his palm on his forearm, touched his wrist and slid his fingers through his open palm. Tender, fleeting. As only he could. Not wanting to think about anything else, Tauriel closed her eyes by sticking her hand behind his back, clinging to her waist and clasping tighter. "Don't give him hope...

- They also have an inordinate craving for gold, boldness, and hives," Legolas continued coldly. No previous softness, no jokes, only steel in the look and voice. - What is wrong with you, Tauriel? It's a dwarf! They don't even know how to be polite, not as gratitude. The dwarf had a mother, and they were waiting for him and hoped to return. Tauriel was not waiting, as it turned out today. If only Legolas. - He asked me not to be angry," the guard said quietly. The prince frowned suspiciously and frowned...

4. Star Feast Overlooking the hill hiding the palace of Lord Thranduil, the Royal Beech stretched almost half of Erin Galen. The mighty tree was woven together with other branches like a father who stretched out many hands to his children, reaching out for his growth. The tree trunks had grown high in the sky and mighty in the hill. As they branched deeply into the depths and cracks, they could walk along with them like paths and stairs from the golden throne room to the lower tiers and dungeons...

Tauriel went down the stairs, barely distinguishing between the stairs and the crowds gathered at the Feast of the Starlight, thinking of what she had found and lost in a single moment. "Legolas said you fought bravely today. Having become her mentor and now commander, the prince did not pamper her with praise. Not from the rigor of it. He didn't like it when he was praised, he didn't like to praise himself. For Tauriel, the only thing that was most valuable to him was his approving look. The head...

1. Especially pants The head of the Guard, Liholesia, slammed the door to the prison, locked the last prisoner and approached the prince who was waiting for her. Legolas had an excellent ear, and he understood perfectly why the redheaded guard now had a serious, straightforward and embarrassed look. A cheeky dwarf boy. He should have been punished for his daring tongue, but Legolas did not interfere. Tauriel, if she wished, could stand up for herself. She was never timid before either the king or the prince, but now she avoided meeting him with her eyes...