When Melisandre was dying, she saw six sharp arrows flying past her eyes, killing orcs and wargs...
After an unknown amount of time, she woke up from her coma.
In the dark night, Melisandre was lying behind a boulder. There was a fire burning beside her, and the firelight illuminated a small area around her.
Through the firelight, she saw the benefactor who saved her life.
There are six "young men" with long pale golden hair. They wear exquisite armor and have very exquisite weapons in their hands. Each of them has an extraordinary beauty.
Melisandre can't help but have the illusion that they are all descendants of House Targaryen.
"Are you awake? Human being." One of the girls came to Melisandre and lifted Melisandre up. Seeing Melisandre's lips were chapped, she took off the water bag from her waist and handed it to Melisandre.
The girl obviously spoke an unfamiliar language, but Melisandre could somehow understand it. Moreover, she seemed to be able to speak this language and talk to her.
Melisandre was stunned for a few seconds, raised his hand to take the water bag, raised his head and took a big sip, "Thank you, who are you?"
The girl lifted her hair from her temples and revealed one pointed ear, "We are elves, to be precise, Silvan elves. You humans like to call us forest elves."
"Elves?"
Melisandre I have only heard of Children of the Forest, no forest elf, I have never heard of it.
The girl thought Melisandre was doubting her identity, so she deliberately moved her pointed ears, and then asked, "My name is Natalia. What about you? Human, why do you come to the Black Forest?"
Melisandre stared at Natalia's pointed ears, "My name is Melisandre, I... don't know why I am in the Black Forest."
Natalia was embarrassed to see her. She draped her long pale golden hair down and covered her ears, "Were you kidnapped by the Orcs (orcs)? How pitiful. However, your skills are quite good. You were only slightly injured when the wolf cavalry chased you."
Melisandre At this time, he noticed that his two arms were still there, and the feet that had been chopped off before were also there. The wounds and blisters on the soles of the feet had also disappeared, turning back into smooth and white soles.
She recalled that before she fell into coma, she seemed to hear the bewitching voice of Gary.
Melisandre hesitated for a while, elves, Oaks... could this really be another world? She asked Natalia: "Have you heard of Supreme God Gary?"
Gary has modified the setting of the dream world at this time, replacing the creator Ilúvatar in the story of "The Lord of the Rings" with himself.
When Natalia heard the name Gary, she immediately became pious, "Of course. Gary is the holy name of the Creator. He created Vera (gods), elves, humans, and this world. Then Vera created all things..."
Another new term, Melisandre asked, "What is Vera...?"
Natalia patiently explained, "Vera is what you humans call the gods."
"Then do you know Lord of Light R'hllor?" Melisandre said with expectation in his tone.
Natalia thought seriously for a while, then turned to exchange a few words with her companions, and finally answered Melisandre: "I have never heard of this holy name. There seems to be no Lord of Light in Vera."
Melisandre was confused. She sat sluggishly by the fire, as if she had lost her soul.
Natalia sat next to her and consoled her. "Why don't you follow me back to the kingdom of elves? Our king may be able to answer your questions."
Melisandre is secretly shocked, this world is different from Westeros! Isn't it just that humans are one family, but that there are many different races?
"The... realm of the elves?"
Natalia pointed to the Black Forest not far away, "Well, we live in the canyon on the west side of the Black Forest Mountains."
Melisandre didn't fully trust this group of elves yet. She asked cautiously, "Thank you very much for your help, but why do you want to help me? Do humans and elves have a good relationship?"
Natalia seemed particularly sincere, "No, I helped you for a reason. Darkness has enveloped our home, and I hope to borrow your strength to help us tide over the difficulties."
"My power?"
Melisandre is now unable to get a response from Lord of Light. He has no ability to protect himself. Where can he get the strength?
Natalia looked at Melisandre with curiosity, "Yes, that's right. Your Magic is very magical. Maybe you are not a human, but Maia?"
Unheard nouns popped up one after another, and Melisandre couldn't hold it anymore, "When did I ever use Magic?"
"Before you fell unconscious, you used the Flame barrier to resist the Oak's sharp blade. Otherwise, we would not have had time to save you."
Natalia gestured at the range of the Flame barrier, feeling more and more that Melisandre was Maia.
Melisandre heard that he had recovered Mana, and said to himself with joy, "Lord of Light must have answered my prayer."
Natalia heard the strange god Lord of Light again, and couldn't help but said in confusion, "Pray? No, you were chanting the holy name of Supreme God before you fell into coma, and you didn't mention Lord of Light."
Melisandre's expression changed drastically, "You heard wrong."
Natalia noticed some of Melisandre's thoughts, and she stopped arguing, "Come with us after you have rested. We still have to pass through a large area in the northern part of the Black Forest before we can reach the king's Palace."
The elves put out the bonfire and returned to the black forest with Melisandre, heading north along the forest path.
In the black forest, in addition to many orcs, there are also many large monsters. For example, spiders that are about the same size as wargs...
Natalia and others are indeed the natives of the Black Forest. They are familiar with the environment inside the forest and can easily avoid monsters and orcs.
A few days later.
Melisandre and the elves successfully arrived at the kingdom of elves.
The Elf King's Palace is built underground and is a fortress for the kingdom to resist foreign enemies. However, other elves do not live here, and Palace is the king's private residence.
Melisandre met the Elf King, Thranduil, under the recommendation of Natalia.
The Elf King is a young man with a face like a crown of jade, a majestic appearance, and a noble temperament. He is very friendly and hospitable.
Melisandre is a little out of character. On the one hand, Thranduil's appearance is too stunning, and on the other hand, the temperament exuded by Thranduil is simply priceless.
She had never seen a king as noble and elegant as Thranduil, as if he was born to be a king.
Stannis and Stark cannot be compared with it.
Thranduil was very interested in the otherworldly scene described by Melisandre. He left Melisandre with the Palace and asked him to help take care of his book collection.
By the way, I also asked Melisandre to record the story of Westeros and compile it into a book.
Melisandre happily accepted the job. While sorting out the books in the Palace, she searched for traces of Lord of Light in them.