Hey guys, this is my first fan-fiction ever (there is ALWAYS a first for everything :) )- (I apologize for the errors since a have no editors... yet, and pm me if you are interested!)

This is supposedly the 'novel' after Christopher Paolini's Inheritance Cycle. I am sincerely sorry if this fan-fiction bores you to death and if you have any ideas for the plot please pm me. Reviews would be much appreciated! Also I do not have the magic powers to summon the two dots and raised dashes so you will just have to put up with me and my unaccented letters :D .

NOTE: I OWN NOTHING BUT THIS PLOT. THE CREATOR OF ALL THESE CHARACTERS, PLACES AND ALL ELSE IS THE WONDERFUL RIDER CHRISTOPHER PAOLINI.

Chapter 1- We are not Alone

Arya and Firnen have departed but not completely, Eragon thought while shifting restlessly in his bed on the boat. It was now night and since the boat was too small for Saphira to be on it, she was now flying overhead, scouting the area for a place to build the Riders' new home.

Oh? How so Eragon, partner-of-my-mind-and-heart?

Well... I mean I made a fairth of her in my mind and she will stay there forever, untouched and unharmed by all these worrying thoughts that come and go through my mind. Yet I cannot help but sadden at the fact that whatever I desired most from her would not be.

It never was going to be and you knew, Eragon. You knew yet you pursued it, in hope. You were careless.

But I had to try didn't I? Eragon flinched as a sudden wave of anger, jealousy, hurt, and sadness washed over his mental link with his dragon. Saphira, I know what you are thinking. You miss Firnen and you are angry that he left, jealous that I spent so much longer with Arya than you spent with Firnen, hurt that we left and that he didn't follow, sad that you will never see him again.

Oh Eragon... You feel much the same about Arya but you are jealous of time, taking away what little time you could spend with her.

Aye Saphira. You voice my thoughts completely.

Of course- you are my partner-of-my-heart-and-mind, not to mention soul.

Saphira, I am lucky to be bonded with you. And with this, Eragon began to cry quietly.

Oh little one. Would you like to spend the night with me? We could ride together and discuss this if you wish... Saphira fell silent when she realised Eragon was not answering.

After a while Eragon decided to think over the times he had with Arya with Saphira and he shouted to Saphira through their mental link.

Minutes later, a fully dressed Eragon dived into the water where Saphira was swimming and he clambered onto Saphira. With a few beats of Saphira's mighty wings, they were off. Eragon looked around him while on Saphira's back.

Wow! we can still see the tips of the Beor Mountains, the edge of Du Welednvarden, the capital elven city where Arya... Eragon wiped a tear from his eye. To late to change the past, too early to shape the future.

Eragon, you really do love her?

Aye. As much as you love Firnen. But should we attempt to go back to her? Should I attempt to just be with her?

I don't know Eragon, as much as I'd love to say yes, I know that I will not feel pleased for myself if the Riders and their dragons die out and it was my fault. But know this Eragon: Whatever you choose, I will stand by your decision.

Thank you Saphira. What would I do without you?

I daresay that you would do anything to save the Riders and make them alive again. Now sleep little one, your one true love may not go on but time will.

Eragon feel into a peaceful sleep while Saphira hummed to herself, thinking about all the happy memories she had of Firnen.


Firnen, I once envied my mother as Queen of the elves. How I wished it was within my power to declare my race's fate. Now I am stuck being Queen, doing nothing but attending these loathsome meetings. I want the freedom to desert this useless title as Queen. I wish to join Eragon and Saphira in building the home for future Riders. Should we scry Eragon and Saphira?

Aye Arya, perhaps we should.

Arya felt longing from her emerald dragon so she whispered draumr kopa along with Eragon's true name. The first person to ever think of using such a spell as this one. She got what she wanted. As she slowly entered Eragon's mind, Eragon was starting to wake from his dreams.

Arya? How is this possible? Why didn't Oromis and Glaedr tell me of such a wondrous spell?

Arya laughed.

You never change do you? Not even a single greeting yet here come the questions already.

Sorry. Eragon said sheepishly.

Doesn't matter. This spell is one of my own designing. I used "draumr kopa" and added your true name. However, I am not sure what will happen if your true name changes. No matter. Let us talk. So, have you found a place for the Rider's home?

Clearly not. No, it is harder than I expected it would be. Arya... Careful of what you're going to say, Eragon. It will cost.

Atra gulia un ilian tauthr ono Arya. May luck and happiness follow you. Eragon managed to say.

Wiol ono. For you.

Then Arya severed the connection.

We are not alone, Saphira. Eragon thought before drifting off.