Yavanna watched the argument between Bard and Thorin. She felt tense, and from the corner of her eyes. She noticed Saeril too; was feeling rather tense and worried. This Quest, was getting harder..especially since Dragons were known to guard, what was theirs...until their dying breath. And Smaug had owned Erebor and it's treasures the last 200 years. It would not come easily...to reclaim the Dwarfish Kingdom and deal with the Dragon at the same time.

Thorin glared up at Bard; his jaw clenched. "I have the Only Right!" Reminding him, of whom he was. Thorin was the true King of the Mountain. If it had not been for Smaug. He then turned around facing the Master "I speak to you. Master of this town. Will you see the prophecy full-filled? Will you, join in the wealth of our people?"

There was silence from everyone, including the Mayor. Yavanna held onto Saeril's hand feeling even more tense and worried.

"What say you?" Thorin asked looking at the Mayor.

"I say...onto you." The mayor began "Welcome...Welcome. King under the mountain." The Lake town's people cheered for Thorin and the Dwarves.

[i]Later on,[/i]
The company were making their way towards the boat that'd take them to Erebor. They even carried gifts from the Master. Yavanna had been given two pair of daggers. It wasn't her usual weaponry, that she used. But at least it was something. As they walked, Thorin muttered "Where's Bofur?" he asked. They had not seen him, for the last few hours.

"Looks like, we might be leaving him behind." Balin muttered slightly.

As they reached the boat. Thorin stopped Kili. "Not you...we must travel at Speed. You'd slow us down." he spoke, as he helped load up the weapons into the boat.

Kili looked at his uncle, in disbelief. "What are you talking about? I am coming with you!" Kili had been looking more paler lately, over the last few hours...whiter than a ghost. But he wouldn't give up on this.
Thorin just shook his head "No...No."
Kili looked hurt, his uncle was denying him this? After all his life, waiting to see their true home. Now he wasn't allowed to go? "I am going to be there when that door opens! I will look upon the halls of our fathers..."
Thorin sighed softly, placing his hand on his shoulder. "Kili...stay here...rest. Join us when you're healed." he gently patted his nephews cheek. Kili's spirits were shattered...he walked over to one of the benches near the dock sitting down.

Watching the Scene, Yavanna saw how sad and broken Kili looked. But he did look considerably worse, since she had healed him at Bard's house...it meant the poison had spread a lot. Being the group's healer. She could not leave him, she walked over to him..rubbing his shoulder softly. "I am so sorry, Kili." she whispered...she was sorry for more than one reason.