Disclaimer: I don't own nor claim to own the Eragon books.
Takes place after the fourth book, but Arya never gets her dragon.
Author's note: It's my first fan fiction so sugar coat it if you could but R&R please.
Chapter One. No more waiting.
'Eragon I won't ask you again. Take me home' Saphira's mightywings, beat against the air as she flew onward. Eragon simply laughed at my attempts to make him return. At this point in life he was much stronger, than me. He had grown from a young weak boy, to a strong Dragon Rider.
I didn't know where he was tacking me, or why. All I know was it was dark and I was still tired. Eragon and showed up randomly,taken me from my bed, and threw me on Saphira.
Eragons POV
Ugh Arya wouldn't shut up, doesn't this women know she shouldn't fuck with a dragon rider.
Saphira slowed and gilded into the clearing. The clearing was perfect, it was in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by trees, and on the far left there was a perfect sized cave. This cave could fit 3 of Saphira, so it was very cozy. A few days earlier when, we found this area we set up a fire in the middle, we also made Saphira a nest, and me and Arya a cozy sleeping area.
Entering the cave Saphira lit the fire, then made her way to her nest. As I threw Arya into our bed area, and shackled her in with magically protected chains.