Prologue
Eragon awoke to loud whooping, cheering, and hollering from somewhere outside of his window. Man and dragon alike, celebrating something unknown the groggy rider. As Eragon got out of bed and looked out the window, he saw an elven ship approaching the island. That might be a new rider. But Arya didn't tell me she was sending a new rider over… And why would everyone be making such a ruckus for a simple rider? Eragon focused on the helm of the ship and mummered a few inaudible words and realized why everyone was cheering. Arya was standing at the helm of the ship. Staring right at him.
