The cracks in the egg slowly became wider. The tip of a snout emerged, then a wing, then a tail. A beautiful dragon hatchling stood before me, and the elf urged me to touch her, for the elf knew it was a girl. I touched her with my right hand and a silvery mark appeared on my palm. The sensation when I touched her was like ice-cold water that tingled and snapped.

The elf spoke. "Reach out with your mind and touch hers." I found that inside me a part of my consciousness rested, and I could communicate with the dragon. She spoke my name. Grace. I hesitantly asked her What is your name?

I do not know. You will have to help me find one.

The elf asked, "What did she say?" "She wants me to help her find a name," I reply. What type of name do you want? Do you want an original, or one that has been used in history?

I believe an original one is more appealing to me, however, help me come up with some names.

Would you prefer to go in a different room, alone?

It would be more settling to me.

"Could we have a room to ourselves, please? She and I would like to work on the task of choosing a name."

"Of course, but please stay in the room until you are finished.

Grace?

Yes?

Can you write?

Yes.

Could you make a list of names for me?

Let me ask for writing tools.

"Could i have some paper and writing utensils? She wants me to make a list of names for her."

The elf(I still don't know what her name is) spoke some odd words and a piece of paper and a pencil appeared on her palm.

"Thank you," I said.

We were brought to a new chamber, this one slightly larger, with a table and chairs in the center.

The elf left the room, closing the door behind her.

Kvetha Fricaya. This is my first time writing an Inheritance fanfiction, so if it is bad, don't judge. I have a challenge for you. What do the words istalri raudhr mean, and what do they do? the first person to get it right will get a shoutout in this book.

Sé onr sverdar sitja hvass!

-Dawnleopard