"This is Lothlorien, the holy land in the hearts of all elves in Middle-earth. The Queen of the Forest holds Nanya, the water ring among the three elven rings, to protect this place from evil and darkness..." Legolas was full of joy. Longing said.
Nowadays, there is only one elven kingdom in Middle-earth, and that is the Woodland Kingdom. In other words, only Legolas' father can call himself the Elf King, and the bosses in other elven territories can only call themselves lords. For example, Elrond is the Elf Lord of Rivendell.
Lothlorien has not established a country, and Galadriel is just the lord's wife, but people use her as the queen because she is one of the most powerful elves in Middle-earth today.
Galadriel was of extraordinary birth, noble blood, and extremely senior. She was the grandmother of Arwen, Aragorn's girlfriend, and the mother-in-law of Elrond.
As for strength...
Let's put it this way, Galadriel is known as the "White of Magic", and the black opposite to it is the famous Demon Lord Sauron. Even if Gandalf wakes up and becomes a white robe, he is not her opponent.
Of course, if the two people really meet, they will definitely not fight. They have been friends for many years, so close that Lord Celeborn's head is a little green.
If tugging and hugging are the etiquette of the elves towards their best friends, then everything is different!
"Outsiders stop!"
A group of elves holding bows and arrows blocked the way. These elves were wearing luxurious armor, their movements were uniform and well-trained. There is no need to describe his appearance. Russell looked up to the sky arrogantly, pointing his nostrils at them, not bothering to take a glance.
The disgusted elf pointed his bow and arrow at his nose, and the dwarf warrior Gimli was furious. He was about to go into a rage and urinate on the spot, but was stopped by Aragorn, who stepped forward to communicate with the handsome elf leader.
Galadriel knew that the Fellowship of the Ring would arrive, so she specially sent this group of elves to wait. The reason why she greeted them with bows and arrows as soon as they met was simply because Gimli was unhappy. Elves and dwarves were feuding.
Everyone headed towards the center of the forest, their path was filled with light, and their eyes suddenly opened up, as if they had entered another world.
The originally bright sky entered dusk, and a path paved with white gravel shuttled through it, surrounded by several fountains shining with silver light. Next to the fountains, the trees were very huge compared to the outside world.
Everyone walked through the stone road and entered the elven territory built in the forest. The faint fragrance of vegetation floated in the air. At dusk, the silver light emitted as soft as silk, which relaxed people's tense nerves.
The light comes from the giant tree, and the elves use magic to make it still bright in the dark. On the top of the giant tree, there are tree houses, whose architectural style is obviously different from Rivendell.
The palace of Galadriel and his wife was built on the top of the tree. The gray-white tree trunks were shining brightly. As you climbed up the steps, you soon arrived at the palace hall.
The elves were the previous rulers of mankind. The true glory of mankind has not yet come, and the era of elves has not ended. They are still God's favorite children.
Every elf has an almost infinite life, and every one of them is perfect, especially Galadriel.
Elegant! Unrivaled in splendor!
The first impression of Galadriel is that she is beautiful, with impeccable appearance, so beautiful that one doubts whether she actually exists. She has long golden hair, is solemn and solemn, and wears a pure white dress without any embellishment, but it shows an even more aristocratic temperament.
Time has not left any traces on her body. If it has, it is probably because her figure is extremely mature and quite domineering.
However, this elf queen seems to be too tall. Russell visually estimated that she is not more than 2 meters but 1.9 meters tall. She is the type he hates.
It is said that if a woman is beautiful to a certain extent, she will not be able to think of blasphemy. Russell didn't understand it before, but he understands it now. This elf queen is outstandingly independent, and her pure white color purifies everything. Even though she has a domineering figure, no matter how you look at her, or from any angle, she looks like a spring breeze and cannot arouse any lustful desires.
To put it simply, this woman is so beautiful that it breaks the limits, and Russell can't change it!
The others behaved similarly to him. They all felt ashamed when facing the Elf Queen and did not dare to look at her. The dwarf warrior Gimli, who had always hated the elves, was now as scared as a quail. His eyes were full of admiration, and he almost fell to the ground and knelt down to lick him.
As for Lord Celeborn, Russell was too busy watching the Elf Queen to have time to look at him. He could look like anything he wanted, even an orc.
"A group of ten of you set out from Rivendell. There are only nine people here. Where is Gandalf? I have something to say to him." The one who spoke was Celeborn, who seemed to be a bit green. His words were very arrogant. Tell everyone that you are not qualified enough to talk to me.
Russell expressed his understanding. His wife's halo was too great, which made him breathless. When people mentioned Lothlorien, the first thing they thought of was Galadriel. They called this place the territory of the Queen of the Forest, completely regardless of who he was. A true lord.
Therefore, you have to act arrogant and show off your arrogance every day, otherwise, no one will remember that there is such a number one person like him.
"Gandalf has something going on. He is resting now..." Aragorn replied.
Gandalf was still lying on the horse. The nightmare was a dark creature that was not welcomed by the elves and was tied under the big tree. And Gandalf was a chrysalis at this time, and it was not appropriate to carry him up specially. He was guarded by a team of elves.
Celeborn frowned and nodded quickly, but his face looked a little weird. He saw Gandalf's state through magic. Like Russell, he wanted to be shameless but didn't dare to speak.
"This journey is full of dangers. If you are not careful, you will die, and Middle-earth will also usher in the end..." Galadriel took over. She wanted to say "Thank you for your hard work," but seeing everyone's faces rosy, My scalp was getting shiny, so I had to change my mind.
Halfway through the words, Galadriel looked around at everyone, and Russell looked at her. Suddenly his heart beat wildly, and his sixth sense told him that he was in danger. At the same time, a voice that only he could hear sounded in his mind, coming from Galadriel's private chat.
"You resisted the temptation of the Supreme Lord of the Rings..."
With no beginning or end, Galadriel continued to say to everyone, regardless of what Russell was thinking: "As long as you unite, there is hope. Your confidence cannot be shaken. Go and rest!"
After saying this, Galadriel and his wife left. Under the leadership of the elf guards, everyone left the hall. There was a tree house specially designed for them to rest.
"Russell, where are you going?"
As soon as Aragorn moved Gandalf to the bed, he turned around and saw Russell trying to sneak out of the door. He hurriedly stepped forward and caught him.
"I'm going to pee!"
Russell said that Galadriel would attack Frodo at night tonight, and he did not want to get into trouble and decided to avoid it.
"Stop making trouble. This is Lothlorien, not Rivendell. If you cause trouble, I can't help you." Aragorn's head was covered with black lines. He could guess with his toes that Russell was out. What are you doing? This guy is obsessed with it and has been thinking about the female elf who doesn’t want to lose his mind.
"Aragorn, what do you mean?" Russell was furious and his eyes widened: "I regard you as my brother in vain, and you don't believe me?"
"Um!"
Russell: "..."
"Please, this is the territory of the Queen of the Forest. If we offend her, we won't get anything good. I beg you, just be honest!" When Aragorn said this, he seemed to have made a difficult decision: " Promise me not to go out and cause trouble tonight, or I'll ask Alwen to help you next time and introduce a female elf to you."
"real?"
"real!"
"Very well, let's continue talking about this topic when I come back."
Aragorn: "..."
