"And, you tell him. I wouldn't trust Thranduil to be near him. Even if he wanted a consort", she began to say. "...it would be someone he is fond or intrigued of", she finished. She didn't want Loki to be a possessed object of the King. As the 'fairest of them all', Loki would be quickly accepted as one. She wouldn't accept such a position. He's a protector, not a plaything. "The King can spare him. It's only me he wants", she said before beginning to walk away. "Come. The sun rises", she told him.

Walking back, she sees everyone still asleep, including Loki. Kneeling down, she stroked his hair gently before kissing his forehead. Laying down, she closes her eyes and falls alseep.