Rite of Passage

Ela came into the library to talk to Elrond.  He was at his desk finishing up some correspondence.  She waited patiently until he was done.  Erestor came in with another stack of papers.  Elrond looked up at her soft sigh.
  
  “Did you need something, Ela?”

    “Yes, I have a request.”

    He set aside the letters and went to sit beside her.  “What is it?”

    “My birthday is soon.”

    “Yes.”

    “I have decided what I would like.”

    “And what is that?”

    She glanced from one adult to the other.

    “Earrings.”

    “Earrings? 

    “Yes.  I think that I would look good in earrings.”