The raven-haired elf arose early and got ready herself with speed, as today was likely to be her most serious talk with the dragon to date. She ran through the trees, allowing herself to be immersed in the nature and almost run instinctively to Saphira. There were no signs of Eragon having moved himself, nor were the creatures of Ellesmere talking of him unduly loudly. Before she sidetracked herself onto a path of curiosity and worry, she reached the copse where the last female dragon had situated herself. As she approached the magnificent dragon, Arya touched two fingers to her lips in the traditional elven greeting of respect. Saphira dipped her head in response, allowing the elf entry to her mind and thoughts. 'Greetings, Arya Dröttningu. How are you today?'
'As awake as an elf should be, and as alert as we need to be in these times. And you, Bjartskular?'
'Apart from worry concerning my rider, I am well fed and content for the moment. Now, I feel you would not frequent this area without a reason, as you know as well as I do that Eragon is not in his best state of mind at present. What is on your mind Arya?'
As the elf readied herself to discuss Eragon, she felt a moment of hesitation. Should she really be doing this? With a deep breath, she explored her reasoning, found it sound, and knew this was the only way to calm herself.
'I am worried about Eragon, more so than before. Last night–' Arya paused, not wanting her voice to crack. 'Last night I followed the sounds of the forest and found him sitting, distressed. The whole forest was talking of it, and I fear that soon my people will learn more of it than they have already.'
'I wish I could aid him, and you, Arya Svit-Kona, but he has cut me off. Now I feel nothing other than the strongest of emotions, mainly frustration and upset now. I would advise you to think nothing more of it, but the look upon you face tells me you cannot do that. As for any other action, I cannot help you. He is inconsolable, and without his input, there is nothing we can do, other than bide our time. If you wish to talk to him, then good luck.'
'Thank you Saphira, I think I may do that. I cannot just sit around and do nothing. Good day, Saphira.'
'And you, Arya Svit-Kona.'
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I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to update – am in the middle of exams, but the inspiration just hit me. Hope the end result is okay… :-)
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