There was beautiful, music playing by the Elvish servants. Yavanna smiled, as they played her favorite piece. She found the Dwarfs, a delightfully merry bunch. Bilbo was a little more on the quite side, but the pair conversed a little. She couldn't help, but notice that Saeril did not join them. The she-elf looked deep in thought. Yavanna did not want to disturb her much.

As Lord Elrond, identified the weapons for them. Thorin gave the elf-Lord a nod. But looked somewhat proud, that the Orcist was in his hand.

Sometime later, he stood with Gandalf, Lord Elrond, Bilbo and Balin in a room alone. Gandalf was trying to persuade him, to give Lord Elrond the map he carried. "Our Bussiness, is no concern of elves." Thorin said...clearly stubborn. "It is the legacy of my People! It is my to protect! As our it's secrets." The Dwarf King, was indeed stubborn and did not trust easily.

The Dwarves, were having fun. Yavanna was still in the presence of them. When Bombur's chair collapsed beneath him...everyone burst into laughter. Yavanna let out a slight gasp. "Oh dear...you're quite alright Bombur?" She asked, as she knelled down by the Dwarf, helping him up. Bombur was just chuckling as he nodded his head. But seeing he was laughing...made her giggle. Bombur was quite amused, by what happened.