It runs in the Family

You will bring joy into this valley, my firstborn son. And you will grow up in peace far away from war together with your mother and me. You will grow up like a prince, my dear pen-neth, but neither must you forget your legacy. I will name you Elladan, for you are descendant from the Edain as well. This reminds me that I have to tell Valandil, he will want to know.
“Elrond? Elrond!” I must not have heard her the first time. “I want you to meet someone, my dear. And as I look at her I see another baby in her arms.
“Ai Valar, twins?”