Saeril watched as Yavanna and Kili left the room, leaving the elder alone with the Elven Lord. Saeril walked further into the throne room, just as the doors were closed by a servant. Hearing Elrond speak, she frowned a little, just as soon as the Dark Lord was mentioned, as well as her episodes. “Yes”, she confirmed to his description of the case at hand, and she sadly sighed. “I believe that fear will be expanded, if he does. My headaches; the constant aching; it ties me to him. My past...involving my corruption...it still lingers within my mind”, she tried to find the right words to explain her case. “As he grows, I strongly feel his attempt to take me back”.