#96 First in Mind
A loud noise radiated throughout the halls as Elrond sat working in his study. It was not even mid-morning, and already he was being summoned. What in Arda is going on now, he thought crossly.
Just then his doors opened up to reveal an outraged and disgruntled Lindir. "Elrond!" he said through gritted teeth.
This is not good, Elrond said to himself. Lindir was one of the most collected elves he knew, and for him to be this angry, something serious had to happen. "Lindir, my friend. What is the matter?"
Lindir took deep breaths before answering. "Someone has eaten all of my begetting cake I left in my room. I went to get a slice, and when I got there, it had disappeared. Now, who do you think would pull a stunt like that?"
Elrond's eyes fell, and he sighed. Elladan and Elrohir, he groaned inwardly.