Legolas kept his hold on the young Yavanna within their embrace, and mentally transferred his love for her, just by touching her forehead with his own, alone. He had no intentions of letting her go, and the fact that she was able to seemingly return the same feelings, he could only feel calm and relieved that she clearly expressed towards him. For that, he knew that it had to be destiny. 

“I promise that I’ll protect you with my life, and I won’t stop until that promise is met”, the blonde said, having to finally open his icy-blue eyes, and gently place his hand against her cheek, brushing his thumb over the skin.