Yavanna held onto Legolas a little bit tighter. As he tucked her head a little bit, she almost curled up against his chest. Snuggled up into him more tighter, in their loving embrace. She closed her eyes; breathing him in. As she felt safe in his arms. Feeling the comfort and safety of his arms. In his arms, was the one place she could feel safe; in a world like this. His words about their future, living in peace after Sauron's defeat was a future to look forward to. "Good, you're not allowed to die." she said softly. Almost stubbornly. As Yavanna breathed in his scent. All she could think about was a happy future ahead of them; after all this would be over. "If only, the world were a better place and we didn't have to fear what's to come." No one knew what was to come. And that was scary.