Hello! my name is Apollo's child, but you can call mer by my nick names either Lizzie, Lulu, or Lizzielulu. it really is your chice. This is my firt fanfiction, sort of, the last one i have decided to disband due to the book coming out. The reason the story is called Noble, is because the name Arya means noble. Any way on with the story, and please tell me of any gramatical errors of spelling mistakes.

disclaimer- i own nothing, i dont even own this computer. Its my dads. :(

Noble

chapter 1 - The beginning

Arya's story is much a mystery to most. Few alive can claim to truly know her. This is her story, and what better way to start her story than with how it began.

Nearly a century before Arya was born, Evandar, king of the elves sat high atop the the branches of the menoa tree, Thinking about things that did not matter, When a faint rustling reached his ears. He turned around. Climbing up the tree was one of the ladies from his house. she had raven hair, blood red lips, snow white skin, and eyes such a dark blue they were almost black. She started the traditional greeting. Mentally sighing he exchanged the formalities befe she asked "what brings you her my king"

"The quiet" he replied simply, raking his brain for her name. Finally he remembered. Islanzadi.

" I was under the impression you were rather …... loud." She stated. Evandar threw back his head and laughed, his silvery grey hair flying, his green eyes brimming with mirth. Not quite understang what he found so funny he replied "yes, that is correct, I was the one getting into all the trouble."

she smiled, it was small, but Evandar decided he wanted to make her do it again.

This is how Arya's parents met, which of course, a century later, led to Arya.

Arya was born with bright emerald eyes, tawny skin and midnight black locks. She grew quickly, playing in the flowers, climing the trees, and when he was free, wrestling with her father. She had inherited her fathers disregard for rules, and her mothers stubborness and got into all sorts of trouble. One day when Arya was three, her mother and father were in a meeting, a very serious meeting. She was told not to leave her room. But Arya was having none of that, so she walked over to the counsel room and sat down just out side the thick wooden doors, she closed her eyes and strained her ears.

"...Was killed... Suspected Galbatorix...Now on the run." the voice was unfamiliar to Arya.

"Two riders dead" said a man that could only be her father.

"This is indeed terrible news" said her mother. But this will be the end of it. He will be caught."

"Yes" decided Evandar "but what of the deaths of Naunaya and Jura, and of Laurana and Briam. What shall-" Arya's eyes snapped open as she heard the light foot steps of someone aproaching. Arya cursed her luck, before diving behind a juniper tree. It was Rhunön. The first time Arya had seen her out of her home. "Greetings princess Arya". Arya came out from behing the tree. Puzzled at how Rhunon knew she was there.

"May good fortune rule ov-" Arya began, but was cut off when Rhunön said

"I dont think princesses are supposed to eavesdrop on important meetings." Arya just hung her head. Rhunön smiked "Dont worry, I wont tell anyone. But you better leave, they are coming out soon.". Arya bobbed her tiny head and said "Rhunön-elda" before scarpering off.

So how was that. Did you like it? please review! just one? pleeeeaaaaaase all i want is one review!