Legolas Elves Novels & Stories

She frowned as she looked at him. He waited because he is certain that she have something to say as continuation. “ And?” “Only…that you are not an elf.” She said in rather fake disappointment. “You missed a single detail of that fine replica of me from that book.” He said as he looked into her eyes. She blinked making a quick calculation if she had missed a single detail of the character Legolas. “Uhm…what is it, pray tell?” “That skillful warrior prince was in love with the woman fighting side by side with him.”

From the shadow of the ancient pines, a figure emerged with a silence that defied the roaring gale. It was Soren, the lead guard of the Forest Elves. He moved with the fluid, lethal grace of a predator born to the woods, his leather armor dark and slicked by the rain. His pointed ears were flat against his head to track the sounds of the valley, and his silver-rimmed eyes carried the deep, sorrowful wisdom of a being who had watched kingdoms rise and fall.

Zeno, who understood, just chuckled, and stole a quick kiss on his wife's lips. After the day he saw Vasilio's eyes, the president and the rest of the ranks immediately took to hide. The elves are happy to accept humans as long as they obey the rules. The territory of the elves is wide, it is in one of the wildernesses of Latveria. On the outside, we can only see a forest that is spooky and gloomy. However, when you walk a little further and meet the door, the beautiful scenery of elf territory will make you stunned.

And he moved away. The girl was glad that at the creation class she managed to make her "wizard's sword", that wand, properly, but all this time, careful as always, she asked Johnny: “What are the forest elves?” “Some creatures that lived long ago. It is said they were the first wizards.”

The blue light that just appeared was immediately captured by a mysterious force and disappeared. A middle-aged man was enjoying the special service of several pointed-eared beauties with his eyes closed in a luxurious room. The pointed-eared beauties were stunning. Except for their pointed ears, they were almost indistinguishable from humans. However, they were much more beautiful than human females. Any one of them were comparable to the most beautiful human female. They were the Elves, one of the many races in the universe. The Elves were a very famous race in level 9 civilization Leila.

Noah quickly made his way around the latecomers and leaned down to pick Jace up who was practically in tears as he looked horrified at the people who appeared out of thin air. As Noah pulled him up from the ground, Jace's eyes roamed each person before landing on the last one. His face lit up, his mouth open and he took a breath in as he lifted his hand, and pointed. "He's real! L-Legolas is r-real!" Jace said, with so much excitement as he stared at the elf.

Walking where the energy of my father's aura was, I stumble to see maids and servants leaving the first floor to the upper floors. Walking towards the throne room, I’m met with the stench of rogue's scent. Placing my hands towards my nose to cover my nostrils, I heard a man speak, “If you deny us your daughter to marry our Prince, we will deny any entry from the villages filled by your loyal subjects! Mark our words, King Legolas. We rule the darkest forests. Our King has no heart for ignorance!”

It was said that elves are the most prideful among all races, even more so than dragons. They are a race specialising in the use of magic in which every one of them had an extraordinary amount of mana that stood at the top of all races. They had a similar appearance to humans except for their long ears. It was also said that every one of them is beautiful, and perhaps such is the cause of their arrogance. That said, the worst ones are the light elves living in Alfheim, which is one of the countries in the World Tree Yggdrasil Republic, surrounding the world tree Yggdrasil.

Their true origin. The Elves were not, as everyone believed, created directly by the Earth Spirit. They were not born from the stars like the Celestials, nor shaped from stone like the Dwarves. They had once been trees. “Let us get you out of here.” King Cain, stepping forward, breaking her out of her thoughts. “We’ll take you to our kingdom, where it’s safe.” The Queen Mother shook her head slowly, her eyes brimming with tears. “I don’t think this can be stopped… no matter how far we run.” Now that the Mother Tree was dying, they were all returning to what they once were.

Something is going on between those two, and I am adamant to find out. King Aelfred stood up. “Well, I brought my warriors. We, the elves, have a special blessing in our blood; although they look well-built, they are 10 times stronger than what meets the eye. They are excellent in one-on-one combat and trained to work in groups, so when they get together, they are a force to be reckoned with. My people brought impenetrable special armor, and we took as many of them as possible to have your people wear them. Also, I brought along my archer squad; their blessed arrows never miss the target, and they are poisoned to kill in an instant.”