Yavanna was glad, of her sister's promise. At least, their father had Arwen here to stop him worrying so much. At times, Yavanna and Arwen held more faith and hope, than their father in certain situations. Walking over to the servants. Yavanna took each gift; as she admired the beauty and curve of the bow, and the sword that her elder sister had reforged for her sake.
"I am sure." Lord Elrond said with a light chuckle when Legolas said she wasn't the only one. He was thankful, he could trust Yavanna with him. "I am relieved, I don't have to worry so much, knowing she has you to turn too." Lord Elrond told Legolas. "You may go, and see her if you wish." Looking at the young elven Prince. As if he could tell he was curious where Yavanna was. "If you're looking for her, you may find her either in her Chambers or her favorite spot in the castle...which is just past the Library. It's very lovely and quiet spot."
After Arwen had left her room. Yavanna put away her sword from Erebor into her sword. It was a little heavier than that of an Elvish Sword. Once she had everything packed, for tomorrow's start of the journey. Yavanna stepped out onto her balcony. Looking out at Rivendell and what laid beyond. Her heart heavy with that day's events. Her mind filled with thoughts of her mother once more, as she played with the broken locket.
Holding the object in her hand. Yavanna decided to go for a little walk. Exiting her balcony and Chambers. Heading towards the open part of the elven castle, past the Library where Yavanna liked to go, when she needed some space.