Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 137 The Dwarf Mission

During the years of great defeat and suffering in the world of man, the North was also having a special adventure.It is special because it shouldn't be in the 'history'.

After many years of re-ruling Erebor, Thorin came up with a thought that had been buried in his heart for a long time.He thought of the days when the dwarves had toiled and sang and prospered in their ancient dwarven palace in the heart of the Misty Mountains, and the great dwarven sanctuary of Khazad-dum.

This thought was even so strong that even the increasingly prosperous kingdom under the mountain couldn't let him relax.We don't even know if the power of Thror's Ring influenced him, or if these longings are inherent in every dwarf.

All I know is that after re-ruling the Kingdom under the Mountain for more than 50 years, Sorin once again had a certain desire for the dwarf holy place buried deep in the mountain.

He longed to return to the holy place of the dwarves, to the magnificent hall full of mithril and singing, to the place where his ancestors rested.At that time, Sorin was not young anymore, his beard and hair changed from gray and white many years ago to silver; his once strong torso was also beginning to weaken slowly, his eyes might still remain sharp as before, and the distance returned to Aoli and the dwarf ancestors. There is still a period of time in the palace, but it is undeniable that the king of the mountain has also begun to enter his twilight years.

Therefore, Sorin began to think, hoping that after death, his bones could be buried in the place where his ancestors were long buried, in that ancient holy place.

What supported his decision was that with the re-emergence of the kingdom under the mountain, the dwarves of Turin became glorious and rich again.They can pull up a Ranger team at any time and go on an adventure that won't break the nerve even if it fails.

Plus, Thorin remembered the promise of the Silver King.

That was the oath that Turka himself swore after the Battle of Carndum.

So, after the rude and dangerous charioteers in the Rovanian Great Wilderness diverted most of their attention to the south, Thorin sent an embassy headed by Balin to celebrate the heir of the great king of the north. In the name of birth, he led a group of dwarves to Anuminas.

And when this huge envoy headed by Bahrain arrived in the north.

Turka knew what they were coming for.

The king received the dwarves in the holy and splendid hall. At that time, he was wearing a silver-white robe with various exquisite and complicated cloud patterns embroidered with gold and silver threads on the neckline and cuffs. A belt with an opal, a gemstone reminiscent of his signature eyes.Wearing a mithril headdress on his forehead, and long satin-like hair hanging behind his waist, he is as noble as a god descending from the world.

"My king, may your glory shine on the earth forever! I haven't seen you for many years, but your style is still the same." The old dwarf's thick body bent down deeply, and his beard almost fell to the ground. "But the Aracano family has welcomed a new member, which is really gratifying."

Behind him, Oyin and Ori, two old friends whom he had met during his Lonely Mountain adventure, bowed down respectfully, as well as Froy, Ronnie, Nali, and Feral.They are not only members of the mission, but also the dwarves who followed Bahrain to recover Moria in the original history.

"Bahrain, my friend, there is no need to do this." Turka smiled and helped him up, carefully looking at this long-lost old friend.I saw that the old dwarf, whose beard and hair were all white many years ago, became more stocky, and his originally sharp eyes even began to look a little hazy.The long beard hangs down to the abdomen.

"The dwarves are always welcome in my palace, and the dwarves of Turin are now my subjects." He refers to the part of the dwarves who accept his employment and rule.

Balin was very happy. Apparently, the silver king had not forgotten the dwarf's friendship and promise. He raised his head, said some very polite words, and then said: "My king, besides asking me to bring his greetings, Thorin also I would like to ask, can the silver and white king's promise back then be fulfilled?"

Turka was silent, because he knew that the oath of that year would usher in the moment of its fulfillment.But at this moment, his heart is filled with his family, and he really does not want to leave his wife and children at this time.So he said: "It's not that I don't want to fulfill the promise of the year, but my heart stayed in the north. Please forgive me, Balin, my friend. If the dwarf is willing to wait a little longer, I promise that no matter what happens, I will Everything is promised."

It is said that at that moment, Bahrain's heart was mixed.Fortunately, King Silver has not forgotten the promise he made to the dwarves back then, and Thorin's request will most likely be granted.The worry is that the King of the North, as the rumors say, does not want to leave his wife anymore, but wants to wait until he agrees to send troops, I don't know when.

"Well, I hope that day isn't too far away," Baring said.The majesty of the silver king is something that the dwarves can't violate. Bahrain and the others bowed respectfully and left the king's palace.

Afterwards Balin sent some messengers back to Erebor to tell Thorin the news.But he led the dwarves to live temporarily in the north.

In fact, after the meeting ended, Turka also returned to the Queen's bedroom with a heavy heart.He walked through a beautiful maple forest and found his wife with their two children in a small garden.

Under a ginkgo tree with dense flower clusters and full of fragrance, the queen gently pushed two small wooden baby cradles, humming a beautiful elf ditty, the gentleness on her face made Tour cards almost forever;

And the two little people wrapped in their mother's love opened their amber eyes, waved their immature hands, and shouted something to their mother.

The breeze blows, the golden flowers and leaves dance, and the warm sunshine sets off this scene like an incomparably beautiful oil painting.

Turka couldn't help walking over, looking affectionately at the two little people in the cradle, and his gentle wife, without saying a word.

The twins seemed to recognize their father, excitedly staring at the same eyes as their father, cutely kicking their fat calves and dancing with their white hands.

However, the elf's singing seems to have some kind of magical power, and the young twins soon fell asleep to the mother's loving lullaby, with their pointed ears shrugging from time to time, very cute.

After making sure that the children were asleep, the queen stopped the lullaby, and she signaled to the maids to carry the two princes and their little cradles back to the queen's bedroom.Then he said: "Okriam, I already know the purpose of the dwarves, go, and fulfill your promise, the king's oath should not be forgotten!"

Turka pursed her lips and said nothing.

And Fenner didn't say any more, just leaned quietly beside her husband, looking at the beautiful flowers in the garden and the tall ginkgo forest swaying in the wind.

　Thank you Tang Vfeng for saving You Dian, the monthly pass for the undead Lord Ling.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)