Legolas watched as Yavanna was being escorted to the dungeons, and took witness of them locking up the girl in an empty cell, just right next to Thorin's. Having to close the door behind her, the blonde Elf just looked at her through the slits in the door, shortly after locking her in. He wondered what else this young Elf was capable of, with her wise words and such, but it was short-lived, just as he turned around, and walked away. However, before he left completely, he glanced back, just for a minute, until he continued on his stride out of the dungeons. 

Saeril slightly flinched at his pain, and she glanced up to the chair sitting next to the King's throne, before looking back to the king. 
"Those gems are precious to you, my lord", Saeril softly told him. "If you could do nothing to get them, at least have someone who cares about the woman you loved, retrieve them for you. It's in my intuition for you to not feel pain, and for me to do this, I want to relieve that pain", her face was already getting a little emotional, but no tears shed, and only her mouth was slightly giving a small sad smile. "For you and your family", she added. 

She gave a sigh. "What I want, in return, my lord, is for you to not let others around you, fall. Your son wouldn't want that; even if he chooses to become the next in line, he wouldn't let your kingdom fall like everyone else", the she-elf was thinking of the Durin family while she explained it to him.