Chapter 150
The white horses pass by, and time flies.

Five years had passed since the Nazgul invaded the Shire.

During these five years, Turka and Fina's two sons also grew up slowly.Because the newborn princes have both dragonborn and elf blood, they grow up faster than ordinary elves and even humans.

Among them, AráTur (AráTur), who has the same hair color as their father, is the eldest son, and NolaTur (ólaTur), who has the same hair color as their mother, is the second son -- AráTur and NoraTur are their Quenya Nicknames of AráTurca and ólaTurca in English, meaning 'noble Turca' and 'wisdom Turca'.

Their mother names are Morifindo and Indo respectively.These are two Sindarin names meaning: 'Black-haired' and 'Silver-haired'.

However, their mother prefers to call them sarnie.Faras means: sparkling gems.

Ah, yes, Fenner considered her two children the most beautiful gift their father could have given her.For a long time, Fenna has been careful; she has raised her two children with love, always watching the children's small faces, hands, and feet with tenderness and reluctance; always kissing the children when they are asleep. Caressing their brows, accompanies them to sleep with the softest song.

The originally nimble temperament has also completely softened.

Fenna watched the children grow up little by little, and watched them go from not understanding anything to shouting those two words that fascinated her.

"emil!"

"Nana!"

Both mean mother in Sindarin.

The expectation in Fenner's heart was finally satisfied.Her love with the Silver King was the happiest time of her long life.However, Turka, as the first dragon descendant blessed by Iluvita, has incomparable power in him, but the price of being pregnant with the king's child is exhausting her mental and physical strength; when the child is born Finally, she could feel that the fate of the firstborn children had come.

Her beautiful face has not been etched by the years, but the stars in her eyes have gradually dimmed, and she has become extremely weak. The music and singing in the palace of Mandos rang in her ears from time to time. Freedom from heavy burdens.Longing for an eternal rest.

That is the fate of the elves, and no one can change it unless the world reopens.

Therefore, even with the support of her husband and children, her heart still became cold and gloomy day after day, like a starless night in winter, or like a lonely field in the cold wind.

Turka had a premonition of this early on, so at the beginning, he was not so willing to give birth to their offspring.But in the end, he also understood that it was his wife's choice.All he can do is stay with his wife as much as possible.

But even so, Turka did not expect that this day would come so early.Seeing his wife haggard day by day, Turka prayed to the Veras and even the most holy Ru more than once.Pray for the wife to stay.

But one day, a voice came from the sky, followed the wind, and entered Turka's ears.

It was Manwë, and he himself descended.

"Turka, favored by fate, the price of elves' immortality is growing tired with the changes of the world. The temple of Mandos provides eternal sleep so that they can be relieved from endless burdens, so it is not a A sad thing."

"But our children are so young, they need mothers," Turka said. "And how to deal with the sorrows of those who remain in the mortal world? I have a hunch that I will never be able to see her beautiful figure again."

Manwe was silent for a while, and then said: "Your fate is not something we can see, so I can't give you an answer. But your descendants will be well taken care of, and you don't need to worry."

Thus, Turka knew that this fate could not be changed.

Finally, after persisting for five years, the fire in Fenner's body finally burned out.On a lonely autumn day, when the grass and trees in the beautiful garden of the ring of kings at the top of Annuminas began to wither, the earth frost was about to come.

She bid farewell to her husband, saying: "Thank you so much for being in my life, meeting you was the most beautiful encounter in my life. But now, please forgive me for saying goodbye. Having our children drained my energy , I can feel that the fate of the elves is waiting for me. But I don't regret it! Please don't blame me and the children, because they are all treasures I got with my heart that loves you the most!"

At that time, Turka shed tears for the first time in his life.

He kissed his wife's smooth forehead, held his lover's hand tightly, and begged her to stay longer, because their time together was so short. "But I haven't fulfilled the promise between us." Wang said in pain, and the tears shed turned into crystal gems. "How can you leave me?"

He thought of the vows he and his wife had sworn many years ago on the white embankment of Mistrond, and he was filled with sorrow.

But the queen smiled, and a faint light appeared in her dim eyes again. She wiped away the tears from the corners of the king's eyes, and said, "I have already got it! Oakliam, you and the child are the most precious gifts in my life." !"

Wang Da mourned endlessly.

At that time, their child was standing outside the king's bedroom in a daze, being held by an old hobbit.

"Godfather, why is Ada so sad?" The still young Noratu asked the godfather who was holding his hand in a childlike voice.Elder brother Aratu also looked up at Bilbo curiously.

Because the princes were young, no one would go out of their way to tell them that their mother, the Queen of Elpera, was about to return to the Holy Land of the West.They are about to lose the care and selfless love from their mothers.

And Bilbo, who had been staying in Annuminas since five years ago, was aging very rapidly. He was no longer young, but gray-haired, wrinkled on his hands and face, and stooped.Gradually faltering between steps.

"That's because, your Ada got sand in his eyes. Look, he shakes them out," said Bilbo, holding a Prince by the hand, in a soft voice he couldn't use in his youth.

The little prince nodded ignorantly, he didn't quite understand what the godfather said, but it didn't prevent him from continuing to ask the godfather who had been playing with them all the time: "Then godfather, we haven't seen Nana for many days, why doesn't Ada Allow us to meet Nana?"

"Godfather, I haven't heard Nana sing for a long time, can you tell Ada, let's go in and listen to Nana's lullaby again?"

Bilbo looked up hastily, so that the little princes would not see the tears in his eyes.

a few days later.

Mystrond (Greyhaven).

A team holding the royal banner meandered from the Eastern Avenue and entered the largest elf port in Middle-earth.There, a white swan boat awaits them.

The owner of Gray Harbor, the shipbuilder Cirdan, and a few sailors stood on the white embankment, as if they had expected it.

There was no ritual, no welcome, and Turka got off a carriage with his wife in his arms.And behind them are the princes who already know what death and parting are, and Bilbo who is holding their hands.

"Nana!"

The twins broke free from the godfather's hand and ran over staggeringly, as if they wanted to pull on Ada's robe.But he was caught by Bilbo who was chasing him.

At that time, the fire in Fenner's body burst into the last ray of light. She signaled her husband to put her down and called her two children.Looking at the two sons who looked like jade carvings and silver carvings, the queen's eyes showed a ray of reluctance and sadness: "My sarnie, do you still remember what Nana told you? The separation of the elves is not a farewell. On the other side of the sea, who is always watching you, don't cry."

"But why do you have to leave?" Aratu, the elder brother, was about to cry, but when he heard the queen say that he couldn't cry, he held back.The same is true for the youngest son Noratu, with big teardrops rolling in their golden vertical pupils, which makes people feel distressed.

"I know you like the ocean, we can move here with Lord Cirdan, why do we have to go to the other side of the ocean?" the eldest prince asked his mother.

At that time, the queen touched the hair of the two children, which was like day and night, and said with pity and apology: "Because Nana is too tired and needs to rest, and your grandfather and grandmother are also there, so there is also us. s home."

"And there are many beautiful things that are different from Central Continent, and there are many relatives of yours, so Nana is not alone there."

"Then can we go with you?" This really made the twins look a lot better, and the two brothers looked up at their mother with their innocent and cute eyes.

"Someday, but not now," their mother said.

 Thanks to Speechless Winter, Su Yue, 丨Fans丨, the Russian Signal Flag Special Forces, and the monthly pass for the Great Monster War.

  
 
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