Disclaimer: All characters belong to Cristopher Paolini
A/N, Hi this is the first chapter in a new story about what might happen after the end of Inheritance (I always kinda hoped it would end with some Arya/Eragon action). The chapters here will be short ones, since that is what I perosnally prefer. Please leave reviews if you have any comments/opinions :D
Eragon loved the feel of the wind on his face. He loved weightlessness. He loved the sense of might. Like he and Saphira were the rulers of the sky. Flying with Saphira was the best feeling in the world. Not even the dizzying nervousness that was consuming him could take anything away from that. Saphira was enjoying the ride just as much as Eragon was, if not more. Despite her reluctance to set out on the journey in the first place she seemed to agree that a nice long flight was what both of them needed. She was humming contentedly to herself as the leagues and leagues of dry desert dunes passed beneath them. Now their first destination was just beginning to appear on the distant horizon.
"Saphira, Can you see it? We're almost there!" Eragons emotions were tinged with excitement. Saphira however was more apprehensive. Oh little one, are you sure this is a good idea?
Eragon couldn't help but feel a flicker of annoyance.
"We've had this discussion half a dozen times already. This is what I must do, whatever may come next"
I know… I just don't want you to get hurt again. Eragons irritation faded instantly.
"I know…"
And remember that if things don't go as planned, you might not be the only one with a harmed reputation. This sent a quiver of doubt through Eragon. He could feel Saphiras self-satisfaction at finally having hit a nerve.
"Saphira have I misjudged everything? Will she detest me for doing this? Saphira sighed deeply.
Oh little one, what can we do but wait and see.