Even though she didn’t seem to be aware of what Yavanna did for the past few days, Saeril could always see her pain, every time she had touched her. Mainly upon the shoulder. And, every time she had done so, a tear or two would fall from the elder’s eyes; but Saeril remained strong and, as fiercely loyal as she was, she made the vow to do better, and keep a much closer eye on the princess, as well as her godson. She was going to be lot more aware from now on. 

She stood near the horses, having to think about this, while placing the last piece of food inside one of the bags, and secure it. Turning to see the young she-elf nearby, Saeril wondered whether if she was okay today, but, of course, she wouldn’t. But, she couldn’t assume. “Are you alright?”, she asked her softly, before turning to look at Kili with her friend. Dis was on the verge of tears again, mainly because she was afraid; afraid that Kili might meet his fate, and the promise would be broken. But she had to hold some faith...and hope. “I love you so much”, she whispered, her voice slightly cracking. 

Pulling back, the female Dwarf looked behind him, towards the two she-elves. “Please, keep my baby safe. From any harm; from any danger”, she pleaded to Saeril and Yavanna. “I’d do anything to make sure that he is”, Saeril promised.