Elrohir and Elladan sat quietly in the dinner room watching their father as he set several cups on the table, Lord Elrond sighed as he filled two of the cups and handed them to his sons as he sat beside them. The twins kept silent as their father glanced at them they saw tears sparkleling in his eyes and they weren't sure what to say.
" We can't put this off forever, my sons."
" You mean his funeral..."
Elrohir whispered and Elrond nodded, Elladan lowwered his head as his twin touched his shoulder. All of them kept silent as they drank their tea none of them knew what to say until Elladan spoke up softly.
" Shouldn't we involve Estel and the others in this too?"
" Yes, my son. Would you two please go get them and tell them to meet us in the dinner room, I will make more tea. Also we need some pieaces of paper and some pens."
The twins nodded and went to do as their father asked.