Things that do not have room for Amshalan:
Doors.
Hallways.
Most ordinary rooms, at least with furniture in them.
The mirror-mouth of this snake monster that is eating her Chosen.
"He could've made me swear an oath but I don't think he would have done. Mindhealing and compulsions might look different?"
"Might be. We'll see where we're at once I've removed what I can. How are you feeling?"
"Tiniest bit dizzy. My ears aren't ringing, exactly, but it's like they remember that they were. The last time I snapped a bad compulsion it wore off in a couple of minutes, I don't notice anything suggesting this is different."
"Yes. With Sauron, who - came to us under the name Annatar, a Maia of Aulë's. Offered to work with him on all kinds of projects. Human immortality, resurrection outside Valinor, interfaceable artifacts, shielding of cities -"
"He made enough stupid decisions to damn you all and then died before seeing the price of any of them."
"What, not even the cousins? It is hard to imagine they could've gotten up to much wrongdoing at my father's insistence."
"Not his, but yours.
- I think some of them are back. Not all. We get word from Valinor very infrequently."
"I assume I'd cause all sorts of problems if I showed up, never mind that I didn't do any of these things."
"It would be very complicated. Maybe you could stay atop of all its complications."
"All right. Close your eyes, try not to have many thoughts, and I'll see if I can get another one."
A day later he can be found out of the healing halls singing on a balcony, looking at a waterfall.
"He got most of them! There's a couple more of the type he knows how to undo, which he's going to get to later, and then some he doesn't, but they don't seem to be doing anything which is actively crippling moment-to-moment so I am inclined to live with it for now, maybe ask the Vala of healing someday."
"To whatever sensory apparatus he is using there are types. My best guess is that he can get compulsions but not Mindhealing."