Of the wife of Thranduil precious little was known. Nothing, it seemed, remained of her within the mighty halls of the Woodland Realm, not even memory. All vestiges of her existence had been wiped clean, she lived on only in the mind of Thranduil himself, and by all accounts it was her death that had driven him at least partly mad. Following the Battle of the Five Armies Legolas wandered the world of Middle-Earth, and it was not until after the War of the Ring that he at last returned to his childhood home in the Woodland Realm. Reunited with his childhood friend Tauriel, the elven prince reaches Eryn Lasgalen and sees his father once more. Yet the truth of what happened to his mother on that fateful day is something none of them would ever have suspected… and when the truth comes to light nothing will be the same. This is a tale of family, of friendship, and of love.
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Если взять щепотку напевности Сильмариллиона, сдобрить добрым юмором, добавить удали молодецкой, удобрить пятью ложками сахара, двумя и более поцелуями, тремя головами дракона и одним разудалым вроде ...>>Если взять щепотку напевности Сильмариллиона, сдобрить добрым юмором, добавить удали молодецкой, удобрить пятью ложками сахара, двумя и более поцелуями, тремя головами дракона и одним разудалым вроде бы эльфом, то получится изумительный коктейль.
Автор шалит. Но с какой же любовью к канону он это делает!