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Ya so hope you liked the last chapter. I'm sorry if I stick in Arya's POV to much I just find it easier to write from a women's POV. .:)
Disclaimer: The Inheritance Cycle is not mine witch make this story not mine except for the parts and characters Paolini did not create.
Chapter 3: Eragon's POV
Eragon stayed where he was sitting for a good part of the night, he had been too sad and disappointed to sleep. He knew he should not have, once again, announced his feelings to her, but he just couldn't help it. It made it worse that her sleeping form was laying there like a constant reminder that he wasn't good enough for her. He did however take small comfort in the fact that she had not outwardly rejected him this time; instead she just didn't say anything. His cheek still burned, in a good way, where she had kissed him goodnight. He knew he should get some sleep, before he drowned in his own thoughts. So he laid his head on the ground and tried to contact Saphira, but she must still have been mad at him because she did not let him into her mind. He finally fell into his trance-like sleep just before morning came. Although he was in his trance-like sleep when he awoke in the morning he did not feel rested. He sat up and waited for Arya to awaken so they could try to find their way out of this place. He swore to himself he would still look at her with love in his heart when she woke up, even if she didn't feel the same way.
* * * Arya's POV * * *
Arya awoke from her trance like –sleep sometime in the early morning, and was immediately bombarded with the memories from a few hours ago. She couldn't believe she had once again denied the man she loved her love back. She couldn't figure out what held her back from being held in those vice-like arms of the man she loved. She was determined to figure out what it was that held her back, so she could fix it and finally admit the truth. She laid there for about an hour before she heard him stir. She decided it was best if she lay there a while longer while she tried to figure out how to cope with the look in his eyes that she knew would be there. When she found no answers she knew it was time to get up she couldn't wait any longer.
She turned around and met his eyes; she immediately turned back and closed her own eyes. She hadn't seen that broken expression in his eyes like she expected, but a look of unquestionable love. It both broke her heart and made it leap at the same time. She had only seen this look one other time before; it was the look her parents shared before her father took off for his last battle. She literally had to hold herself on the ground so she wouldn't leap into his arms right then and there. She needed to understand what stopped her every time she tried to tell him she loved him before she could do anything like that.
She turned back hoping the look was gone, but it had only intensified. "Good morning," she decided she wouldn't bring up last night if he didn't. "Are you hungry or should we get moving and find a way out of the place?"
* * * Eragon's POV * * *
Eragon was happy to hear that she wasn't going to bring up last night; he decided not to mention it either. He smiled at her and replied, "I'll make us some food and then we will leave." He was glad for the excuse to stay with her a bit longer. He wasn't about to leave her alone since what happened last night so he said, "Come help me look for some food." She gave him a look that told him she knew what he was trying to do. He just smiled at her and held his hand out to help her up. She eventually softened and took his hand and smiled back at him. They spent most of the morning looking for and cooking their breakfast. When they had finished their meal Eragon decided to try his luck with Saphira again. He reached out trying to find her familiar conscience, but once again felt only her impenetrable barriers. He let go a big sigh and closed his eyes.
He felt a warm hand on his shoulder, and looked up at the touch. Arya asked him, "What is troubling you Eragon?"
"Nothing I'm fine." He answered in a dejected voice.
"Eragon I've known you long enough to know when something is wrong with you."
He sighed again before answering, "It's just Saphira she won't let me into her mind. I think I have truly done something awful to her, in fact I know I have done something awful to her." He sunk to the ground, put his hands over his eyes, and leaded back against the big rock.
"I wouldn't worry over it too much, you know Saphira she probably isn't even mad, just trying to make her point." Arya said with a smile. Eragon chuckled a little bit.
"You are right; it's just strange for me not to be in her mind."
"I understand what you mean, but let us go and find our way out of this forest." Eragon nodded sad that they had to leave so soon, he really was getting used to her presence. He got up and started leading the way, he thought they had come. He looked over his shoulder to make sure she was coming, but was shocked to see she had disappeared. He stared around worriedly for her. He felt a light tap on his arm and turned to see her right next to him. He just laughed and started moving forward again.
* * * Arya's POV * * *
Something about his laugh made Arya love him even more. She still could not figure out why in the world she couldn't just tell him she loved him, she thought it would be easy but it just wasn't. She really wished she could be in his arms right now, but not until she figured out what was holding her back.
They had struck up a light conversation, and Arya was so absorbed in the way his mouth moved that she wasn't paying attention to where she was going. She tripped over a small animal that darted out in front of her, she stumbled but before she could fall she felt his vice-like arms wrap around her waist preventing her from falling any further.
He pulled her so she was standing on her feet; before he could let her go she wrapped her arms around his waist. She just held him, and he held her back they stood there for an immeasurable amount of time. She finally looked up into his eyes, and said "Eragon-vor what would I do without you?" She reached up and kissed him on the cheek. As much as her body and mind screamed no she released him. She looked back at him one more time and said, "Thank you." Before turning and walking towards the bottom of the hill that was almost the cause of her pain. She heard his almost imperceptible foot prints behind her just before she was at the bottom of the hill.
They reached the bottom of the hill and were delighted to see the forest thinning. It was about mid-day when they finally were free of the forests clutches. Eragon cheered when they stepped out into the open area. She couldn't help but laugh a little. So she was shocked when the next thing she knew he had picked her up and was swinging her through the air. She let out another set of giggles before she said, "Alright Eragon let's not get to excited we still have a little over two leagues to cover. At that he carefully set her down on her own two feet. She smiled and started walking towards the distant city of Tarnag.
It wasn't until they had covered a little over a league before something hit Arya. She gasped as the realization hit her; she now knew why she wasn't able to tell Eragon she loved him. She feared that she would not be able to love him the way he loved her. Now, do you really believe that little princess? Arya jumped a little at hearing Saphira's voice inside her head that she didn't notice when she had entered.
Well yes and no. I feel like he has done so much for me, but I have done nothing for him. On the other hand I doubt anyone could ever love as much as I love Eragon. She thought about that a minute it basically summed up the way she felt. Saphira gave a mental sigh and said you have done more for him than you could ever imagine. If you think no one can rival your love for him than you should trade places with my mind for a day, and see what you think when you have experienced his mind full on. Arya thought about that for a moment, then said does he really think of me that often?
Yes little one more than you know, so what is stopping you now from telling the truth?
Nothing replied Arya.
So I know I haven't had much of Saphira in this story, but be patient her time will come. You could, I mean if you wanted to, review and tell me what you thought, it's just a thought no pressure. ':)