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This chapter is a little short but they will get longer
Chapter two
Different
Arya was walking around the cream colored tents thinking of the conversation that her self, Nasuada, Eragon, and Saphira had.
She did not understand why they where acting so different from there usually loving selves.
" They have never talked to me like that let alone Nasuada.
"What could it be, I understand that they are upset by Oromis and Glaedrs deaths, but that would not make them act like this … would it?"
Arya walked back and forth, with her fingers massaging her temples as she walked trying figure out what would make them say such things to Nasuada and her self but still could not understand, she was not used to Eragon acting so coldly to her, he always treated her with respect and kindness no matter what she did to him.
She was just about to give up on thinking about what was wrong with the two of them when she saw Eragon coming out of his tent, which he hardly used anymore.
She started to walk to him as fast as she could so he wouldn't get away again and so she could talk to him but by the time she was about 50 feet away his and Saphira's heads snapped up in her direction.
She stopped dead in her tracks and looked at them, Eragon's chocolate brown eyes frozen on her. All three held their gaze for a moment, then Eragon started to back away from her and towards Saphira. Arya took a step in their direction and raised her hand to stop them but before she could say anything to them Eragon jumped on Saphira's back and took to the sky.
She darted after them but after a few moments of running she couldn't tell where they were anymore.
As she stood there looking into the sky some what hurt for they did that every time she tried to approach them, she thought to her self .
" What could we have done to make them so distant …………………………………....................................................................
" She tried to follow this time."
"Yes, I know they won't seem to leave us alone now will they." said Saphira
"No."
Eragon could feel the wind rush past him, he felt happy again like there was nothing but him and Saphira and they had no worries. He spread his arms out and closed his eyes enjoying the feeling he always had when he flew with Saphira, the feeling of being free.
After a few minutes of peace he opened his eyes and looked down to the Sapphire dragon who's scale's where glittering in the sunlight.
" I don't want to leave here Saphira......I-I don't want to fight .. it seems that's all we ever do besides get hurt in some way and I'm sick of it."
" I know Eragon I'm sick of it as well, though even know they all just want us to fight we must for that's the only way to stop our painful life."
He thought about her words for a few moments knowing they where true.
" Then we will fight, but we will care for no one but each other for it will only bring us pain if we do it any other way ."
As the words left Eragon's mouth he could hear the strain in his voice because that was what had happened to most of his loved ones is die and all it has caused them was grief.
He felt a sharp pain in his chest as he thought about about those he lost again, and about losing more people he cared for he cringed at the thought of losing someone else.
"Eragon what about Arya do you not love her anymore?" Asked Saphira curios to his answer.
" Of coarse I love her but she shows no love back and she made that very clear to me last time I told her my feeling."
His words where hard as he said all this because he was sick of the pain that swelled in his chest every time he saw her.
" I love her very much but I will hide that love and bury it deep inside me for I will not get my heart broken again by her no matter how much I love her."
"That is very wise Eragon...I don't like seeing you hurt it makes me want to tear the person who did it to you apart and I don't think you would like if I did that to her.
"No, not really"
You always seem to get your self hurt some how..Its like trouble and pain are drawn to you"
"Hey no fair you help in the trouble matter."
"That is true but the trouble is still drawn to you more than me."
He started to laugh at himself again knowing her words where true.
Then he realized that that was the first time he had laughed since his teachers died.
He looked back down to Saphira, smiled at her, then wrapped his arms around her large scaly neck.
"Thank you Saphira"
"For what Little One?"
"For choosing me...I cant imagine life without you."
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