When Saeril approached her...Yavanna's green eyes had turned blue in grief and Sadness. Tauriel was one of the few, whom noticed the change to Yavanna's eyes...even Yavanna's glow...seemed to be flickering on and off, from her grief. She knew, that Legolas nor his father weren't fond of the Dwarves...but it was sad to see...Yavanna grieving. It was clear, that they had meant a lot to her. Tauriel stood beside Legolas, in silence. But gave Saeril a sad look of her apologizes and condolences for their loss.

As the eldest she elf, wrapped arms around her. Yavanna broke down...her face hiding in her shoulder. As she cried, trembling in her arms.

Kili on the other hand, was silent in his grief. It dawned on him, that he'd have to take over King from his uncle. But he wasn't...sure he wanted to. It was supposed to be his uncle...but nothing felt the same anymore. His uncle was gone...his elder brother wasn't here anymore either. Their home...felt incomplete without them both. He closed his eyes, as he heard Yavanna...her grieving made his heart clench. Kili knew how she was close to Fili...she had considered them both...even his uncle Family.