Yavanna saw Legolas' expression, after his father brought up her own mother. It wasn't hard to tell, that he and Tauriel were both thinking something along the same lines; since she had caught Tauriel's expression. Yavanna managed a small smile, to the Elf prince. Tender, but still filled with a lingering sadness and grief. The pair were alike in a few ways; with similiar experiences of loosing someone you love and care for.
"You lost your mother?" Kili's voice sadly broke the silence...the young Dwarf didn't realize, that had been something Yavanna went through. His expression was still filled with grief, but also sympathy for Yavanna. It was not the first time she lost someone.
The young Princess flinched slightly; almost surprised to hear the question. She hadn't even realized, how long it was since someone had asked her that question. She nodded slightly. "I was about 6 or 7...." It seemed like there was more to say, but she found herself unable to say more at the moment. Her throat seemed to be constricting, as her voice went quiet again. It brought back a distant memory. One she thought, she had long forgotten, but it was still there hidden among everything;
When Yavanna was at the tender ages of 6 and 7. She was supposed to be in bed; asleep. But the young elf girl, was hiding behind a large pillar in the hallway listening to a conversation. The three voices belonged to her siblings; her elder sister Arwen. Whom was very much like her, in personality, conscience views and beauty, as well as knowledge of things. And her two brothers Elladan and Elhorir. The boys were twins.
"She can't know, that mother is missing." Came the voice of one of the twins.
"You can't be serious." Arwen breathed out; sounding heart-broken. "She has a right to know, she's our little sister. She needs mother, as much as we do...maybe even more. Mother hadn't spent centuries upon centuries with her, like she did with us. We can't tell her, mom's not coming back..."
"She will find out, eventually...if mother can't be found." The second twin spoke. The two boys so alike in looks and voices, it was always hard to tell the two of them apart.
"That's why, everyone is still searching. Our little sister will ask about mother, you know that. She will need her." Arwen's voice echoed inside of Yavanna's ears. "I don't feel right, about lying to little Yavvie. Do what you two must, but I am not lying." she told her elder brothers.
"It's not lying." Elladan spoke. "It's more...like protecting. We can't let the light of the Star of Middle-Earth fade. Her death would be the end of hope, for Middle Earth."
"Elladan is right." His twin agreed; both seemed instant that their little sister did not know anything. "Our next lead is on the outskirts of Gundabad, but we can't be too sure..." The twins had been helping in their search for their lost mother. "We'll keep searching." And so the search went on, for more than 40 years, before all hope was given up. And Lady Celebrian's body not found, to this day.
As Tauriel heard Yavanna, she gave her a sad, sympathetic look. The more Yavanna was silent, it seemed like the young she-elf was stuck in a distant memory.
"You lost your mother?" Kili's voice sadly broke the silence...the young Dwarf didn't realize, that had been something Yavanna went through. His expression was still filled with grief, but also sympathy for Yavanna. It was not the first time she lost someone.
The young Princess flinched slightly; almost surprised to hear the question. She hadn't even realized, how long it was since someone had asked her that question. She nodded slightly. "I was about 6 or 7...." It seemed like there was more to say, but she found herself unable to say more at the moment. Her throat seemed to be constricting, as her voice went quiet again. It brought back a distant memory. One she thought, she had long forgotten, but it was still there hidden among everything;
When Yavanna was at the tender ages of 6 and 7. She was supposed to be in bed; asleep. But the young elf girl, was hiding behind a large pillar in the hallway listening to a conversation. The three voices belonged to her siblings; her elder sister Arwen. Whom was very much like her, in personality, conscience views and beauty, as well as knowledge of things. And her two brothers Elladan and Elhorir. The boys were twins.
"She can't know, that mother is missing." Came the voice of one of the twins.
"You can't be serious." Arwen breathed out; sounding heart-broken. "She has a right to know, she's our little sister. She needs mother, as much as we do...maybe even more. Mother hadn't spent centuries upon centuries with her, like she did with us. We can't tell her, mom's not coming back..."
"She will find out, eventually...if mother can't be found." The second twin spoke. The two boys so alike in looks and voices, it was always hard to tell the two of them apart.
"That's why, everyone is still searching. Our little sister will ask about mother, you know that. She will need her." Arwen's voice echoed inside of Yavanna's ears. "I don't feel right, about lying to little Yavvie. Do what you two must, but I am not lying." she told her elder brothers.
"It's not lying." Elladan spoke. "It's more...like protecting. We can't let the light of the Star of Middle-Earth fade. Her death would be the end of hope, for Middle Earth."
"Elladan is right." His twin agreed; both seemed instant that their little sister did not know anything. "Our next lead is on the outskirts of Gundabad, but we can't be too sure..." The twins had been helping in their search for their lost mother. "We'll keep searching." And so the search went on, for more than 40 years, before all hope was given up. And Lady Celebrian's body not found, to this day.
As Tauriel heard Yavanna, she gave her a sad, sympathetic look. The more Yavanna was silent, it seemed like the young she-elf was stuck in a distant memory.
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