[Oddwen]

Berulo woke with a start. What was that he had smelled? Sausage, eggs, and tea! He never got dressed that fast before in his life.

And soon he was seated at the table, and it was a good while before he even looked up. There were actually few tables left in the room, as a they were being taken outside. A few hobbit and one of the Big Folk kept tramping in an out singing. Ah yes, there was to be a party today.

One of the last tables was taken up entirely by two elves and their strange-looking stringéd instruments. Berulo had never seen elves before, and he stared at them much more than was polite before turning his attention back to his food.