Turwaithion watched the pair go, then took Silwen's hand in his own. "Promise me, meleth. If we fall, sail. Sail to Valinor and dwell in Tirion. I would not have you endure the world in agony. The Undying lands are not closed to you. There is still hope." He said, swallowing.
Silwen placed her hand on Turwaithion's cheek, then shook her head. "No. We have a life here. I would rather pass to Mandos before you than leave all this. Perhaps, if Adenn meets his end, then I shall sail with Narwen. And if this hroa dies, then I shall await you upon Tuna, and, if you pass before me, I shall wait here, unto the world's ending, meleth." With that, she stood and left, gathering up her parchment and quill, leaving Turwaithion alonw with the guards.