The Rider and I
Eragon and Arya were eating a deer they had caught, the very deer that Eragon had attempted to catch on the night he had found Saphira's egg in the Spine near Carvahall. They were there because Eragon wanted Arya to see his hometown with him. While they were eating, the only thing Eragon could think about was how beautiful Arya was.
After the meal, he took Arya to see the place where his house had once been. While there, tears came to both Eragon and Arya's eyes. They cried and he became brave.
Without even meaning to say it, Eragon blurted, "I love you, Arya. You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, and I have never felt quite this way before."
She stared at him with amazement. "You love me? You know that we cannot be together!" She yelled.
Eragon then yelled back,"But I do love you, and I can never get over this feeling."
"You must get over it, Eragon. We cannot love each other. Just stop thinking about me, Eragon, and I will stop thinking about you," she said, running away.
Two days later, Eragon was near Therinsford, riding Saphira above the trees. Suddenly he heard a scream of terror, and he swooped downward, barely making it between two trees (He was now an expert flyer.) Just then, he saw below him a girl about his age being harshly beaten by robbers. She had been carrying a bag of money to her family, which she had gotten in return for meat she had sold. The robbers were trying to steal the money, and she would not let go of it. Eragon swooped down and grabbed her arm, pulling her onto Saphira. As they were leaving, Saphira kicked them with her oversized talons.
They were flying as far away as they possibly could. In fact, they flew all the way to Leona Lake. Before they landed, they flew straight over Brom's diamond tomb; again, tears almost came to Eragon's eyes as they flew over it. When Saphira landed Eragon and Saphira together healed the girl.
After several days of healing, the girl became healthy again, and she told them her name and about her life. Eragon looked into her eyes as she spoke, thinking of Arya and of how beautiful this girl, whose name was Lexi, was. That night, when they were eating dinner, Eragon was beginning to have feelings for her, but every time he thought of her, Arya came to his mind. How could he ever forget her? How could she ever think he could forget about her? Even though he was just thinking this, he got an angry expression on his face and began to punch the log he was sitting on. Saphira and Lexi were just staring at him.
All of a sudden, Eragon picked up the piece of meat he was going to eat and chucked it across the clearing. Even though he hadn't meant to throw it, it hit Saphira right between her eyes.
Saphira said, just because you do not like meat, you need not throw it across the clearing, nor did you need to hit me. Eragon opened his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Saphira. The meat is good though, thank you for catching these many jackrabbits for us."
Lexi then said, "You know Eragon, ever since I saw you coming down to save me, I have had this feeling. I think I love you."
"I think I love you, too," Eragon said. Saphira chuckled at the hilarious mix of human emotions, and he blushed.
It was now later in the evening, and Lexi was asleep, tired from the afternoon's adventure. Eragon and Saphira were now talking.
I know you have something on your mind, Little One. What is wrong?
It's Arya. I cannot get her off my mind, even though I am falling in love with Lexi, Eragon replied.
Saphira said, there are two things you can do. You can either go to Farthen Dur where Arya went and tell her how you really feel and that no matter what she says you will always feel that way, or you could start a relationship with Lexi and try your hardest to forget about Arya. Now, I know which one of these you will choose, but how you shall explain it to Lexi, I do not know. Follow your heart, Eragon and if your heart does not choose, follow your mind. Your heart and your mind are all that can control your feelings. Get some sleep, and we will speak more of this in the morning. Good night, Little One.
Goodnight, Saphira.
He dreamed that night of Arya, and that there was a Shade threatening to kill her if she would not tell him where Eragon was.
She said, "Kill me now, but I shall never tell you where Eragon is." Then the Shade dragged her off into a cell of a dungeon, and the dream faded. Eragon woke up, gasping in shock and fear, and coated in sweat.
It is alright, Eragon, for it was only a dream.
Thank you, Saphira, I love you.
And I as well, Eragon.
A/N: Thank you so much for reading my story. This is my first fanfic and I would like any suggestions you have. It will make me a better writer, so please review. Thanks again!