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Chapter 2: älfrinn
Eragon and Saphira flew faster then a falcon as they soared over open desert. It was around midnight, the two had been on the move for a few hours already. When Eragon reached his tent there was already a pack of food lying at the mouth of the entrance. He was able to immediately mount Saphira and start their journey.
Do you need to rest yet? Eragon asked concerned. Saphira had been constantly flying since sundown and he was worried she would tire soon.
I'm fine. Just un-entertained. Do you wish to speak about what happened during our time apart again? Eragon sighed. He really did not want to talk about how much he thought about Arya while he was away. But he knew Saphira would get him to speak before long.
I love her. I know it. But she either does not return my love or won't. It's just confusing. Eragon waited for her answer. Saphira seemed to be trying to choose what to say carefully.
Eragon, have you contemplated how to move on from Arya? This question shocked Eragon. He had thought about perhaps attempting to transfer his affection, but for the reason's he gave Roran around the campfire, he couldn't.
It would be unfair of me too woo any human woman. Like what I told Roran.
Think Eragon, Saphira said sternly We're on our way to met another Rider. One that will have your immortal life and be able to understand. There's a chance that they could be female.
The chances of that are slim. I've never heard of a female Rider, only female Dragons. Eragon said stubbornly. Truthfully, he didn't want to get over Arya. She was like an obstacle he was yet to overcome.
Fine. Be stubborn. But I bet that this Rider is female.
I'm not saying they couldn't be. There's a chance. I'm just saying that I can't command my heart to give up Arya.
Fair enough. The two ended their discussion with an agreement to disagree as they continued to fly through the night.
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Two day's later their destination finally came into view. Furnost was a good-sized city on the shores of Tudosten Lake. To avoid detection Eragon and Saphira had flown over the lake and were hiding in the forest of poplars and birch trees.
I'll go and find this rider. You stay. We can't afford to let the empire become aware of out presence. Eragon told Saphira once they had landed among the birch forest.
Fine Saphira said, but if you take more time then necessary I shall fly to Furnost and destroy any one or thing that comes between you and I. She growled for emphasis.
That's either very sweet or very frightening. I appreciate it either way. If all goes well I'll be back by dark. Good-bye Saphira, I'll miss you.
I'll miss you as well. Good-bye little one.
Eragon then took off as fast as he could north-east, barely visible through the weak morning rays of sunlight.
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Eragon arrived at the gates of Furnost around noon. It took him longer then expected because as he neared the city more and more people were traveling on the road. Eragon had since altered his features so that he no longer had any resemblance to an elf. Afterwards he changed some human features so that no one would associate him with the picture that the King had posted in every city.
As he entered the city Eragon was relieved that no one recognized him. He wandered through the city trying to remember where Nasuada told him to meet the new Rider and their guards. "An abandoned run-down house on the west side of the city." Eragon recalled Nasuada telling him before he and Saphira had departed. He turned to a street that seemed like it went to the west end and followed it.
The house proved harder to find then Eragon thought. It seemed as if every house on this side of Furnost was run-down and unoccupied. Eragon had to resort to trying to find a humans consciousness in one of the houses. After searching and searching he finally sensed a group of people hiding in the upper level of one of the worst-off houses. Eragon entered the house cautiously, even though he knew these people were part of the Varden they might not be so logical to figure out it was the Rider who entered the house. He slowly climbed the stairs, willing them not to creak. From above Eragon could hear frantic footsteps. Something must have alerted them to his presence.
"Bazul!" Eragon cursed under his breath. He then attempted to find someone who's mind was unblocked so he could tell them not to attack. It seemed as if all the minds were securely shielded. Finally he was able to find one the was poorly protected.
Do not attack, he told the unknown person. I am Dragon Rider Eragon Shadeslayer. My appearance is altered but I assure you it is I. The footsteps above stopped and were replaced with hushed voices. After a few silent moments Eragon continued up the stairs.
When he reached the top he carefully opened the door. On the other side of the door were 7 men Eragon recognized from the Varden. They were all guarding what Eragon assumed was the new Rider and their Dragon.
"Who are you?" One of the men barked at Eragon.
"Eragon Shadeslayer, Rider of the Dragon Saphira. Nasuada sent me to escort the new Rider to the Varden quickly and safely." Eragon told them. His message seemed to have stopped them from attacking but did not assure them of his identity.
"You do not look like the Rider who fought along side the Varden." Another man called out.
"I had to change myself so I wouldn't be recognized. Now please I need to hurry. Where is the Rider?" Eragon was getting annoyed. He had already wasted enough time. There was no way he was going to able to make it back to Saphira before nightfall.
"Fine, we believe you." The first man said. "Eragon Shadeslayer, meet Rider Kat and her green Dragon.
Her?
Then men moved aside and reveled a girl around Eragons age in a ragged dress crouching, in her arms was a green baby Dragon.
Eragon realized he was looking at the first ever female Rider.
A/N I'm sorry its taken me forever to update. I haven't been near a computer in a week and a half. Next chapter should be up soon.