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VROENGARD
The waves crashed against the cliffs of the island as the sun began to sink into the blackness of the sky, the only light coming from where the sky and the earth met. It is still a shock to know that the world is round, thought Eragon. If only Arya could see what I see. A sudden pang sprang up in his heart. Not Arya, he thought to himself, don't think of Arya.
Ever since leaving Alagaesia there had and still were two main thoughts on his mind: Arya and Angela's prophesy. He couldn't stand it. It was just not fair. When Arya and himself finally loved each other, they were torn apart like a Rider from there Dragon. It would have been better if he could see Arya. But thus he could not, for Angela's prosephy stated that he would leave Alagaesia and never return.
Eragon being the first new Rider and Arya now being a Rider and also being an Elf Queen doesn't work out for the life that they both want. But it wasn't just Eragon that was hurt. Saphiria, Eragon's Dragon, also was pained too because of her love for Firnen, Arya's Dragon. Even though Eragon was the one who made the choice to leave Alagaesia, he still thought that it was not fair.
His thoughts disappeared when the waves slapped against the cliffs one more. He turned his back to the waves in one swift motion, faster and less clumsy that a human, for he was now half human and half Elf thanks to the Dragons at the Elven ceremony. As he started to walk towards the new town they built on the island, Dras abr Skulbaka un Shur'tugalar, City of Dragons and Dragon Riders, one of the Elf's who had volunteered to join Eragon on his mission, Blödhgarm, ran up to him.
"Shadeslayer," he said. The Elf looked a little tired, which bothered Eragon since Elf's never got tired that quickly. "Shadeslayer," he said again. "I have urgent news from Ellesemera. A personal message from Queen Arya." In the Elf's hand was what looked like a handwritten parchment with a wax seal on it. Eragon tried to contain himself. It had almost been one year since he last contacted Arya. Since she had sent over one Riders and Dragons of the eggs that hatched, a purple female Dragon named Celöbra for a dwarf named Elleron, he had been so busy. He never expected that it would be so much work. Sending over the egg and letting Arya know was the last time he contacted her.
Eragon accepted the message and sent the Elf on his way. He was about to call out to Saphiria, but he knew she shouldn't disturb her. She was in a lesson with Celöbra, teaching her flying maneuvers, while the Elf's taught Elleron how to fight with a sword in close combat. He knew that Saphiria would immediately come, and end her lesson, which was not the goal. They needed another Dragon Rider in Alagaesia since Arya was Queen of the Elf's, and one day of skipping practice could delay them by months.
Eragon knew Saphiria would be mad when she found out that she opened the message without her there, but he couldn't wait or risk the lesson. As gently as he could, he opened the parchment. He immediately knew Arya had written it personally, which made him hold the parchment even more gingerly than he already was. It read:
Dear Eragon and Saphiria,
It is has been a long time since we last met, over a year ago, in fact. I would like to know how you are doing, and what has become of the city. I think, if you accept, that it is time I paid you a visit, and also a visit to Elleron and Celöbra to see how there training is going. Message me soon so I can make arrangements.
Love,
Queen Arya and Firnen
Eragon read the paper five times, just to be sure he read it right, and then after rolling the parchment back up, be broke out at a run, a very fast run towards the city. The lesson can wait, he thought, then screamed out with his mind Saphiria! All while he was running the only thing he could think of was the third to last word on the paper: love. She still loved him!
Saphiria responded quickly, to which Eragon answered with many images and pictures, thoughts and feelings. He heard a powerful roar from the north as Saphiria ended her lesson and rushed towards him. She scooped him up in her claws and threw him onto her back as she flew towards the city. Is it true Little One? she asked. Is it true that I would see Firnen again? Would I ever lie to you? he responded back. She roared and blew fire as she flew faster towards the city.
As they flew into the city, Eragon looked around, and fully realized the charges that they made to the already half built city. Eragon arrived with fifteen Elves, and nearly one hundred Elves joined him a month later to help rebuild the city. After the build was completed, fifteen of the Elves stayed to help build in case any structures needed fixing. Two weeks later fifty Elves came to live on the island on the western side where there are living quarters and towns for people who were not Riders.
When King Orik of the Dwarfs heard that the Elf's had some of their own people on the island, Orik sent fifty of his own to live on the island. Same with the Queen of Alagaesia, Nasuada, who also sent her own citizens, humans, to live on the island too. It was as if the island was a new Nation.
The structures of the city were Elven made, even before the Elf's repaired them. There were many tall spires and towers, and there were gates that could fit a small army all walking side by side. From what Eragon had seen of the images from the Eldunarí, it seemed as if the city was coming back to life. With the help of the Elf's, Saphiria, and the Eldunarí, Eragon was able to place a ward around the whole city, allowing only certain people in.
As Saphiria flew into the city, Eragon felt the shimmering of the ward as is slid past his skin, accepting him in the city. If it hadn't accepted him, it would have burned him to ash in seconds that no ward of magic could have blocked. His goal was to keep the city safe, and to make sure that what had happened to Vroengard wouldn't happen to Dras abr Skulbaka un Shur'tugalar.
People waved to Eragon as they zipped past. Eragon ignored them because all he could think about was seeing Arya again. Saphiria flew straight into Eragon's tower where he and Saphiria lived. After getting off of Saphiria, Eragon walked up to the one hundred feet by three hundred feet mirror that he had the Elf's make for him in his office. When Eragon had made sure Saphiria was in a good position, Eragon stood ten feet back from the center of the mirror and cast the spell.
Firnen's enormous amber brown eye appeared in the mirror. He saw Saphiria and roared as Saphiria did likewise. Eragon smiled at his companion's joy. Eragon heard the Dragon say in his deep voice, Greetings Kingkiller, greetings my love. If a Dragon could blush, Saphiria did. Greeting my love, she said back. Eragon almost felt the love that they both felt toward each other as if it was coming out through the mirror. Eragon heard some sounds in background, and Firnen stepped aside to allow Arya to come into view.
She is beautiful, was all Eragon could think. All the pain that he had washed away as he looked at her. Her long wavy black hair feel over her shoulders in what looked like what she was wearing was a fancy dress. She looked stunning at the same time as deadly. She is just perfect, he thought.
She started the conversation. "Hello Eragon, my lover," He could sense the pain in her voice of longing. Eragon almost forgot to speak. "Hello my beautiful Queen." he replied. "We received your letter. I am most excited for you to come out here to visit the city. I would be honored if you stayed in my house during your visit. I already have a room ready for Saphiria and Firnen bellow, so there is no need for you to worry about housing, if that is okay with you, that is?"
Arya blushed at the first part, but the second part about sharing a room caused her to blush even more. "I would love that Eragon. We were thinking about leaving tomorrow to visit you guys. It should take two days, maybe three, so you take your time preparing for my arrival. I want the city to be in perfect condition." "You can count on me my lady." he said.
"I got to go Eragon, but I will see you soon. For until then my love…" "For until then my love…" he replied back and then the connection ended. Eragon starred off into space. He snapped out of it when Saphiria started complaining that he got to talk to Arya more that Saphiria did to Firnen. You will see him in a few days, don't worry. After some grumbling Saphiria went downstairs to sleep. Then he realized the time and decided that he should go to bed too. He climbed into his bed, said to Saphiria goodnight, and dreamed of Arya.