Chapter 2
Arya POV
It has been 2 weeks since I was shot by my would be murderer and I have recovered enough to continue traveling. Eragon decided that it would be best if we made haste to reach Dras Argetlam before the end of the month, for the temperature has dropped and the plants have shed there leaves. I noticed that Eragon is constantly at my side these days and keeps on insisting that I ride with him on Saphira instead of Firnen, but I would like to spend time with Firnen for I haven't had alone time since I was shot.
As we get closer to Dras Argetlam I notice that Eragon is growing wearier by the day and I fear he is afraid of how to tell the city that he has mated with the Queen of the Elves, and he has figured that he will have almost no alone time with me since he will still have to do his duties, so I decided to give him a present…
Eragon POV
I was drifting off to sleep when I heard someone enter my tent, a grasped the hilt of my dagger that I sleep with and pretended to be asleep. As the person walked, I figured out the person was a she. But then I realized my foolishness, of course it had to have been Arya, for who else would find us and slip past the hundreds of wards placed around our tents. I waited but slid the dagger back into its sheath as she walked over and came under the covers of my bed.
What she did next shocked be beyond belief, "Eragon, do you want kids someday?", she asked. I replied "Yes, that would be nice." "Well good as do I." As I looked over she had a grin on her face and a twinkle in her eye that could only mean one thing…