Yavanna heard Saeril, but her eyes stayed on the Prince of Mirkwood. Thorin didn't seem very happy that they were being taken to the Kingdom, of the King and his people that betrayed him so long ago. She glanced at Saeril, as she spoke. Yavanna winced, as one of the elves rather roughly took her own sword and bow with arrows. One of them grabbed her by her injured arm. She flinched. "Ouch.."
The elf rose an eyebrow at the she-elf, before he noticed the bandage. He moved to her other side, tagging her by her good arm.

The young Princess eyes, kept glancing towards Legolas every so often. She didn't know why, but as handsome as he was. He was also bit intimidating.

Bilbo followed the group; invisible. He sneaked inside before the gates were closed. The Dwarves and the two females were taken down to the cells. As Tauriel was about to close Kili in his cell. The Dwarf looked at her. "Aren't you going to search me? I could have anything down my trousers."

Tauriel rose an eyebrow at the young Dwarf. "Or nothing." she replied, closing the door. Locking it. Yavanna closed her eyes. Did he really just say that? She tried not to laugh, as it was rather amusing...but inappropriate. One of the she-elves, found another dagger hidden among Fili's things, and she rose an eyebrow at him, before locking him up.

As Yavanna heard Legolas; she was a little surprised. But followed, Saeril and Thorin as they were being escorted to King Thranduil. The Elven King of Mirkwood, was sitting upon his throne, when the trio were brought before him. Thranduil rose an eyebrow, seeing the two Females and the Dwarf.

"Thorin Okaenshield...and...?" Thranduil paused looking at Yavanna. She did look familiar to the king. He knew Lord Elrond well, and at one point. He did see the young Princess, but she was very little then.

"Yavanna Nienna Undomiel, cín majestui. (Yavanna Nienna Undomiel, your majesty.)" Yavanna spoke softly in Elvish, greeting the Elvenking with respect. Thranduil smiled a little bit. "Mhh, such young beauty, you've grown into." he muttered. Thranduil then turned to face Saeril, looking curious.