The surroundings were still filled with the smell of blood, and the smoke of war had not completely stopped. He stood under the isolated wall, waiting for his child - he was so outstanding, and his movements in holding the arrow were so nimble, so dazzling like a gem that he could hardly open his eyes at the foot of the mountain. This smart, domineering, and handsome child stood in front of him, with a distant expression on his handsome face, and said to him:
"I won't go back for the time being!"
At that moment, he was a little stunned, and his heart felt strangely astringent. Thousands of words had become empty at this time, and Thranduil felt that the air was a little thin - something was different.
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