Ch. 2 – The Journey Begins
Eragon and Arya had been traveling for only one day. There had been no talk because neither of them could think of anything to say and neither one of them wanted to say anything. Even if they had wanted to say anything, they wouldn't because they needed to concentrate on the riding.
It seems to be awful quiet down there. Why don't you say something to her? Saphira said to Eragon.
I'm and not saying anything because I do not have anything to say. They both stopped talking. They had nothing left to say.
"You understand where we are going, right?" Arya asked Eragon.
"Yes I do. Do you know who it is that Nasuada wants me to meet that lives on Sharktooth Island?" Eragon asked.
"Yes I do." Arya said. Eragon was about to ask her who but, she said something before he could. "I will not tell you though. If Nasuada did not tell you then that is her decision and that means that she obviously did not want me to either." Eragon was surprised with how firm she was on the matter.
"Is this person man or woman?" Eragon asked getting very curious.
"It is a man. I think you will know who he is too." Arya said with satisfaction.
"How would I know who it would be?" Eragon asked quizzically. He knew of anyone who had did not go to Sharktooth Island nor did he know very many people. Other than the Varden and the elves he knew of only 20 people. Many of which had died. That made Eragon think of Brom, then the emerald incasing.
"Just trust me, you will know of him. There will also be many surprises on the island for you." Arya said excitedly.
First of all, he did not think that he would have known of the person that would be on the island nor did he think that anything would please him on that island.
When Eragon had lived in Carvahall he had faint memories of people who had just come from Sharktooth Island and said that all it was there was land and stones.
"When do you think we will get there?" Eragon asked Arya because he thought that she would have more experience in the matter than him.
"Easily in two days if we keep up the same pace." Arya said. She let out a sigh of relief. Eragon had thought that it was because they were off the subject of who was on that island.
They stopped talking. Saphira, I have learned many things. Eragon told her all about what he had learned because just felt like talking to her.
They could see a faint line. "That would be Belatona." They stopped for the sun was rapidly falling. "Tomorrow, instead of going straight through Belatona, we will go around. It will arouse suspicion if someone finds out that I am an elf. It will also gain us time."
They went to sleep and Eragon had a dream.