It was a day in May in the year 2944 of the Third Era.
The sky is as clear and blue as sapphire, with bright stars twinkling in the eastern sky, but the western sky is still golden, and the air is cool and fragrant.
A group of people rode horses and came to the gate of Annuminas. The leaders were Elrohir and Elladan of Rivendell. The twins held a silver flag and wore very exquisite headdresses on their foreheads, which shone charmingly in the sunlight. Behind them were others such as Glorfindel and Elrond;
Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn of Lothlórien came soon after. They also brought many beautiful tribesmen from their territory. They all wore gray cloaks and had white gems in their hair.
In addition to Chirdan from the Kingdom of Linton, all the elven lords whose firstborn children were in Middle-earth came.
Seeing these noble and beautiful races, the people of Annuminas were extremely excited and proud. Never before had any of the ancient human heroes been respected by so many elves, which completely separated the Arakano family from the category of mortals.
Finally, Thorin and his people arrived.
Fili and Kili held the banner representing the royal family of Turin, followed by Balin and Dwalin. There are also members of the adventure team such as Bofur, Nori, and Gloin.
They are all here.
The dwarves brought the blessings of friends, which were precious friendships that had experienced wind and snow, mountains, deep valleys, sorrow, life and death together. Thorin's face and body and mind were surrounded by cheerfulness and happiness, and the gloomy prince he once was had long since disappeared.
He greeted Turka and Bilbo loudly, and hugged one of them.
Turka also met the dwarves under the King's Tower and welcomed them warmly.
In addition, at dusk one day, two groups of people came from the south, not elves, but humans.
But Bilbo didn't know them. And everyone tried not to mention their names. It seemed that everyone maintained a tacit understanding to try their best to prevent these people's names from appearing in this grand wedding that was destined to go down in history.
Until the distorted history is put back on track, then people will know their names.
One of them was Adrasil, the swan knight of Dor Amroth, and the other was Éomund, son of Éomgar of Rohan. He was the father of Éomer, the future 18th King of Rohan.
In addition, Beorn came alone; and Radagast stayed in Annuminas.
Almost all the famous powerful races and wise men in Middle-earth attended the wedding of Turka Aracano and the elf ranger Fenna Siliel.
On that day, everyone wore solemn and dignified gorgeous clothes and kept their faces clean. The wizard put on neat robes, his long unkempt hair and beard were trimmed, and his shoes were new.
This makes them look more like a majestic old king than a mysterious wizard.
Most of the elves wear silk robes, and their long black, silver, gold, and red hair are bound with various exquisite forehead crowns, making them beautiful and elegant.
Among them, Lady Galadriel of the Golden Forest is the most memorable. Her beauty was remembered by almost all who saw her face that day and even after distant years.
The dwarves chose fine linen robes. They fixed their fluffy beards with silver hoops and applied hair oil. Their eyes and faces showed a light of satisfaction and happiness, like wealthy but generous wealthy men.
Human beings are much more complicated, but they all look pretty good. The happy smile on everyone's face was something Bilbo would never forget.
That day, the gates of Annuminas were opened wide. Every street, every door curtain and window of every house is covered with flowers.
Red, pink and white rose petals fell from the sky, and their fragrance filled the whole city.
People gathered in the King's Circle with excitement and anticipation.
Finally, with a roar of the dragon, perhaps you have not forgotten old Smaug. Since he surrendered to the silver-white king, he has been entrenched in the mountains to the west of Dusk Downs. This ensures that it will not scare the people in the city, and that the king will not be unable to hear the call when he needs it.
Now, the silver-white king will usher in the most important moment in his life. The giant dragon Smaug also flies from the western mountains and stops on the mountain range closest to Annuminas.
In the sky, stars appeared one after another, like flowers blooming. The sparkling waves of Nengweiao Lake reflect the stars in the sky.
Wizards, elves, dwarves, hobbits, and humans are all looking forward to it.
At that time, with the sound of beautiful music and elves' songs, the door of the King's Tower was opened, and the silver-white king dressed in silver and white appeared in people's eyes together with his queen.
It is said that at that moment, the light on them was more dazzling than the sun and more brilliant than the stars. Even all the jewelry in the world combined cannot match their beauty.
The crowd immediately cheered and gave their most heartfelt blessings to the newlyweds who were destined to be great. The sound waves even blew up countless petals.
"Bless you." Everyone shouted: "Bless the king of the north and his queen! May their heirs continue and their kingdom prosper! May the light of the saints shine on them forever!"
But in this blessing, Galadriel and Gandalf alone were not present. Because they knew that fate had already given the new couple the answer. The ending may surprise many people.
Turka Aracano and Fenna Sirir stood on the high platform and looked at everyone with smiles.
No one knows what Turka was thinking in his heart at that time, but one thing is certain, that day, his heart was extremely happy. Even if more happened and experienced more in the future, none of them could compare to the happiness Turka experienced that day.
"If this is a gift, will you be satisfied?" Turka took his wife's hand, put it to his mouth, and kissed it gently.
Fenna thought about it seriously, shook her head and said, "This is an agreement between both parties. Our happiness in this life cannot be regarded as a gift."
When she said this, there was love in the female elf's eyes, but she still stubbornly believed that this love could not replace the vow he made that night.
Turka lowered his head and kissed his wife on the lips.
The cheers grew louder.
Bilbo clapped his little hands excitedly, wishing that his palms would be smashed.
The dwarves laughed, trying their best to suppress the urge to stamp their feet.
The elf smiled and sincerely blessed the newlyweds.
The giant dragon roared, speechless and choked.
And when they parted their lips and walked down holding hands, everyone turned sideways, lowered their heads, and bent their waists to pay tribute to the King of the North and his Queen.
Turka held his wife's hand with joy, and the shadow in his heart was temporarily blown away.
They walked through the crowd and nodded to all their friends.
Petals fell from their heads, music echoed in their ears, and all Annuminas was thrown into great joy. And it was at this time that Eonwe came among them.
