Angband, being a Dark Stronghold in which quite a lot of different creatures lived, was never famous for its silence. Even the huge throne room could not ensure peace.

Sauron sighs in irritation once again, cutting circles in front of the throne on which the Dark Lord sat. For several hours now they have been arguing about the plan for further military action and cannot come to an agreement. Suddenly Sauron stopped and crossed his arms over his chest, looking straight at Morgoth. “My lord, this is simply a terrible plan! It won't work. We could..." the Lieutenant begins to speak, but is interrupted by the deep musical voice of Morgoth

“Sauron, maybe you forgot, but I am the Dark Lord, not you, and accordingly everything will be as I say. And believe me, I am sure that this plan will be a successful and right choice.” said Morgoth, crossing one leg over the other. It was clear that he, like Sauron, was dissatisfied with their long argument.