Colette: Why helloo my fellow peoples and peoplettes.
Nayuki: 'bout time yous peeps got here -shakes a fist drunkily-
Colette: Ummm. Don't pay attention to her. Bad spell.
Nayuki: Pfffff -takes swig of ale-
Colette: Actually.. She just drank some of that irresistable elven ale. -drools-
Nayuki: I'mma murry one a dees elvish folksies. Day rulesh.
Colette: Anyway on with the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own Eragon. If i did Arya wouldn't be so witchy about Eragon liking her. And Murtagh would threesome with them ;
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Arya was walking around Ellesmera breathing in the crisp air and thinking hard. She was really out of it. "It's your fault Eragon...," she said out loud to no one in particular. "If you hadn't gone to the party my mother threw and gotten me worried, I wouldn't have followed you. Then you wouldn't have convinced me to have a drinking contest with Saphira, who is probably having a worse day then I myself," The slightly hungover elf mumbled. She once again wondered why on earth she agreed to such a ridiculous demand. She knew from past expierences that Saphira was obsessed with the ale.(AN: As be me. -drools-) Just then one of her mother's servants came running up to her. He panted slightly before bowing. "The queen wishes to announce the arrival of the Dragon Rider," He said. "Thank you, Nafolin. Tell the queen I shall be there
shortly," Arya said, cringing slightly. The elf scurried away. "Oh yes. Now he shall paaaaay." chuckled Dark Arya evilly.
Eragon was pacing slightly in the room the Queen had arranged for him. "Arya is probably pissed off with me." he thought, remembering last night. He was at Ellesmera all day the day before. He then had to go some godly hour in the morning to go over some important issues with Hrothgar. He had just returned, and was thinking of what Arya might do to him. "Saphira. I'm concerned with my health." reaching over to her mind. "As you should be little one. I forgave you, but Arya as we know can be a bit touchy when made a fool out of." replied Saphira fuzzily. Saphira was indeed more hungover then Arya. Elfs do well with drinking, and can down five glasses of ale and wake up only a little foggy. Arya, on the other hand, downed 16 before passing out. "I still beat her." added Saphira smugly. "Yes I know, which will make her all the more pissed off." said Eragon, sighing. Saphira growled slightly. "Not that I'm unhappy you won." He added quickly. Saphira grunted approvingly.
Eragon changed into a clean white linen shirt and some brown trousers. He belted on Zar'roc, brushed his hair, and quickly shaved. He then hurried over to the palace, where the queen would be waiting for him. When he got there, the queen was seated in her throne. next to her was Arya, dressed in a clean white dress accented by gold trimming. "As always she looks perfect." thought Eragon. Saphira snorted amused. "I can't get any privacy can I?" Eragon snapped at Saphira. "Hello Eragon. As you know, we have some matters to discuss," Queen Islandzadi said. "Yes, Your Highness," said Eragon before swiftly bowing. Arya's eyes were boring into him and he tried not to show any discomfort. "The Urgals are approaching dangerously near our borders. That isn't much of a problem, only that we suspect someone has told them of our location. \It troubles me greatly at thoughts of being betrayed," The Queen said, upset. "That is unfortunate. Have they gotten close enough to suspect they really know where you are?For all we know they could just be passing through," said Eragon. The Queen quickly contemplated what he just said, though worry still shone greatly in her eyes. "It is possible, but if not if the Urgals know then who else could find out?," The Queen said, partially to herself. Her words rang ominously in Eragon's mind.
As soon as the meeting was over Eragon walked out quickly hoping to avoid Arya. "Not so fast Eragon," someone said dangerously. Eragon's eyes widened and he gulped nervously. He turned around slowly to face Arya. "Umm. Arya! Great to see you!," He said nervously. "I would say the same, Dragon Rider.," Arya said approaching closer as he tried to back away. His back bumped against a tree. Eragon looked around searching for other means of escape. "Ehh. Eh heh heh heh. Nice day isn't it? Perfect for... cloud watching! Yes, cloud watching! I'll just be off to um... watch some clouds!," Eragon burted nervously. "Oh ho ho Eragon. Your not going anywhere. Not until I'm finished with you.," said the dangerously calm elf maiden. "Saphira help!" called out Eragon with his mind, panicking. "Sorry little one. This fight is yours and yours alone." said Saphira. Eragon was brought back to the real world by Arya cracking her knuckles. "Help me..." whimpered Eragon, closing his eyes and waiting for the pain Arya was about to inflict upon him.
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Colette: Haha! Ooh I so wouldn't wanna be him right now.
Nayuki: Hrmmph. I woulda beaten dat dragon in thersh drinking contest.
Colette: Sure you would. Anyhoo, R&R please!