Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 166
Towards evening Frodo awoke again, and now he felt that he was no longer in need of rest or sleep, but of eating and drinking, and perhaps singing and stories when he was satisfied.So he got out of bed, and found that a clean green suit had been prepared for him, and it fitted him perfectly.

Looking at the mirror, he was surprised to see that the person in the mirror was much thinner than he remembered, when he was so young and always followed Bilbo on outings in the Shire.But now the self in the mirror looks a little tired, as if something is oppressing him, only those eyes are still bright, and they look thoughtful.

"Yeah, since you took that responsibility, you can't go back," he said to the man in the mirror, "but now is the hour of reunion, or so Gandalf says! Something to worry about Let’s put it to tomorrow.” He stretched himself and whistled a little tune.

Just then there was a knock at the door, and it was Sam.He ran to Frodo, seeming to be exceedingly happy, but stopped again.

"Mr Frodo, hello."

"Good evening, Sam!" said Frodo. "It should be night, right?"

"Yes, it's supper time," said Sam, with twinkling eyes and dancing hands. "It's good, sir, to see you get up and look the same again! To see you in pain then." , I thought... But well, Lord Elrond cured you, this is a hundred days to be thankful! Gandalf sent me to see if you were ready to go downstairs, I thought he was joking. "

"I am ready," said Frodo; "let us go and find the others!"

Sam was happier, saying, "It's a big house. You never know what you'll see around the corner. Elves, sir! There are Elves here and there! Some are like kings, and they're both feared and respected, and some are happy." Be like a child. Also, you definitely can't think of who I met-although I just took a look from a distance, but you definitely won't believe what I see with my eyes! He... I don't want to tell you , I just think that the feeling will be more real when you see it with your own eyes!"

"Well, Sam. I am more curious when you say that," said Frodo, taking Sam's arm. "But I need a good supper more now, and that is how Gandalf sent you to come to me." ?”

Sam's excitement was only a little subsided, and he led Frodo through several passages and down many stairs, to a garden high above the steep bank of the river.

Frodo found his friends all sitting on the east porch of the house, and they were all in new clothes, with a certain delicacy in their plainness, which were evidently the creations of the Elves.

The valley below was already in shadow, but the towering mountains in the distance were still shrouded in afterglow.But the wind was warm, the rushing water was loud, and the evening air was filled with the light fragrance of trees and flowers.

"Whoah!" cried Pippin, jumping up. "Our noble cousin is coming! Make way for the Lord of the Ring!"

"Hush!" cried Gandalf, coming out of the shadows behind the porch, "the evil cannot come into this valley, but we ought not to mention it by name. Frodo is not Lord of the Ring, of the Black Tower of Mordor. The master is. We are indeed inside a safe fortress, but it is also true that it is getting darker outside."

"Such a distasteful thing... I mean cheerful things, Gandalf has a lot to say," said Pippin. "He thinks I need to behave a bit. But, somehow, I stay here Just can't feel down. If I knew what song to sing for the occasion, I would have sung it."

Frodo laughed. "There will be a chance. But at this moment, I want to eat and drink more!"

"I always say, Frodo, you are always so cunning!" said Pippin. "Get up just in time for dinner, which all hobbits crave most!"

"And it's not just a meal, it's a feast!" Merry said, with a much more upbeat expression than when they came out of the Shire, as if the previous dark scene had completely faded from them: "When Gandalf said you should recover Now, the preparations will begin.”

Before he finished speaking, some crisp bells rang in unison, as if calling everyone to the hall.

"Lord Elrond is inviting his guests." Gandalf said with a smile. "Now, you who are hungry, please step forward!"

The great halls of the house of Elrond were crowded: mostly elves, though there were a few guests of other races.

Among them, what surprised Frodo the most was the silver king, Turka Arakano, and his family that Sam never forgot.

Yes.

Aratu and Noratu brothers were also at the banquet, and they were very close to the main seat.Moreover, judging from their expressions, it seems that they have been severely scolded by their father, and they are sitting in their seats solemnly at this moment, being good children.Frodo was surprised to see that across from them the other twins were smiling at him.

Frodo later learned that they were the sons of Elrond.

Frodo had never seen Elrond before, whom so many legends tell of; rejoice.He has golden hair, piercing eyes, a melodious voice, wisdom in his brows, and strength in his hands.

Elrond was neither old nor young, but his handsome face was full of stories, and his black hair was like a shadow before the dawn, with silver hoops around it.His gray eyes were like a clear evening, with the light of stars in them.He is not only like a king who has gone through all kinds of hardships, but also awe-inspiring; he is also like a warrior, who has experienced many battles and is in the prime of life.

Gandalf was slightly shorter than the other two, but with long white hair, flying silver beard, and broad shoulders, he looked like a wise king in ancient legends.His face was weather-beaten, and the pair of black eyes under the thick snow-white eyebrows were like coals that could ignite a fire in an instant.

But even so, none of their majesty could compare with the Silver King.I saw the faint starlight in the eyes of this awe-inspiring king constantly seeping out from his golden vertical pupils, and his satin-like black long hair was tied behind his head with a mithril forehead crown. His expression was majestic and gentle. His voice sometimes warms the heart like a breeze, and sometimes reverberates like a wave, but when he meditates, everyone laughs again.

Coupled with his stalwart body, Elrond, who looked like a king and showed majesty, even felt a lot of pressure.

what.

Now the silver king's strength began to exceed what the rules of this world allow.Although he was trying his best to restrain himself, his power still made the elves, dwarves, humans, and hobbits feel extremely depressed.

As if sensing Frodo's gaze, Turka smiled and nodded to him.

It made Frodo salute the silver king almost respectfully.

In the middle of the long table, there is a seat with a canopy set up against the brocade tapestry on the wall, and a beautiful girl sits on it.She was so like Elrond that Frodo guessed she was his near relation.Her Mefrodo cannot even be described in words.

Frodo had never seen, nor imagined, such a beautiful woman in the world-she was like a star, bright and beautiful.

She is Arwen, daughter of Elrond.

In addition, Frodo also saw Aragorn and two other tall and handsome humans. They were Boromir and Faramir, former princes of the human kingdom of Gondor.They were friends of Celadorien, and they were invited by Aratu and Noratul to attend the banquet in Elrond.

And on Frodo's right sat a dwarf, richly attired and apparently of great rank.His forked beard was extremely long, and it was as white as his robes of snow.He wore a silver belt and around his neck a necklace of diamonds and silver.

"Welcome, glad to meet you!" said the dwarf, turning to face him.Then he actually stood up, bowed, and said, "Gloin is at your service," bending even lower.

"Frodo Baggins is at your service and your family." Frodo jumped up, knocking the cushions, but answered correctly. "You are the Groin, the great Thorin. One of Oak Shield's twelve companions? Am I right?"

"Quite right," blinked the dwarf, and helped him gather up the cushions, and lay them in order, helping Frodo sit back in the chair with kindness and courteousness, "and you are our friend, a kinsman of the famous Bilbo ,Is it right?"

Frodo was both surprised and delighted. "How do you know?"

Groin laughed. "Because Bilbo told us so! You are his adopted heir. He has told us so proudly more than once! Oh, let me congratulate you on your recovery."

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