Triumph
The twins lay on Elladan's bed, feet kicking in the air as they concentrated on the board in between them. Elladan twirled a few strands of hair around his little finger, while Elrohir gnawed on one of his nails.
'Your go, Elladan,' Elrohir announced, moving one of his knights.
Elladan let out a sudden grin. 'I will move here and here, and… checkmate!'
His brother stared at the board. 'How did I miss that?' he asked aloud. 'Checkmate,' he agreed sullenly.
The elder twin leapt from his bed onto Elrohir's and jumped up and down a few times. 'I won!' he crowed. 'The triumph is mine!'
Elrohir sighed. Elladan had to be wearing his boots to jump on his bed.