Elladan sat at the guest rooms bed, his brother walked restlessly in the room.
" 'Rohir can you please stop that?" Elladan asked when he followed his brother with his eyes.
"I'm not tired, haven't anything to do and I'm hungry" Elrohir said and looked a his twin. Elladan frowned and sighed.
"Why wouldn't we go and seek the kitchen and feed you?" Elrohir's face lit up in a huge smile.
"You know me too well, my dear brother" Elladan stood up and the two dark haired Elves begun to seek the kitchen, they found it after walking by it five times.
"Food!" Elrohir said happily and grabbed a pie and few appels and begun to eat.
"Your much worse than a hobbit" Elladan murmured and shook his head. Elrohir searched through all the cabinets and walked to his brother.
"You seem somehow tensed, you need a glass of this" he said and had a wine bottle in his hand.
"That's the Elvenking's, we can't drink it like that" Elladan protested.