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Chapter 4

The doors swung open to reveal the gardens of Ellesméra and in the distance the hall of Tialdari, which Eragon had seen before, but never failed to take his breath away. The rows of mighty trees on either side made an almost solid wall of bark, giving the impression of giant natural corridor. With the great trees looming over them, Eragon looked at the rows of flowers, most of which he could not name, in every colour imaginable, though Eragon's eye was drawn to a particular flower, single and alone. The flower Faolin made for Arya.

The memory of the flower was both comforting and painful; he remembered when he once said that she was beautiful like the flower and she accepted the compliment. Eragon could still remember the smile on her face, etched in his memory

"Eragon concentrate! All this nostalgia is neither helping your situation with Arya or your ability to walk fifty steps without thinking about Arya." Saphira said irritated

"I can't help it Saphira, she occupies my every though" Eragon insisted

"Eragon get a hold of yourself before I do and believe me when I say it won't be a gentle hug!"

"Sorry Saphira, you are right, as per usual. It's irritating how your right all the time you know..."

"I know little one, and don't forget it"

Saphira chuckled

As well as everything else in Ellesméra, the Tialdari Hall was sung by the elves from the trees of the forest to create a spectacular palace for the royals of the elven kingdom. The hall was not just the singular throne room for banquets and meetings as Eragon had come to discover but many rooms such as living areas, including Arya's.

The throne room had been changed for the occasion, a huge, thin rectangle table had been sung out of the floor in the middle of the room, along with seats for nearly thirty people along with an obvious throne at the head of the table. Arya glanced around the room and settled on her mother, she began to stride confidently into the room and heading straight towards her mother, changed her normally passive face to one of anger.

(Following is in ancient language)
"Iet Drottning" Arya bowed with an obvious sharpness in her voice "I was told this was to be a small gathering"

"Obviously you were mistaken Iet Dautr, this is a meeting of our armies leaders and our finest warriors" replied the queen with the warmest of smiles

This was followed by an obvious polite argument which Eragon thought he really shouldn't be listening to, so he moved on to find someone to talk to. Scanning around the room his eyes found some familiar faces, Lord Fiolr for one, but Eragon had no intention of speaking to a man who does not think he is worthy, Vanir was also there, but Eragon feared a fight might develop with this young elf like every other one of he's encounters with him.

Eragon decided that it was better not to start a conversation that to try and fail, and in doing so, make a fool of himself, so he simply sat down at the table and waited for the infernal meeting to be over with.
Arya cast a knowing eye over to where Eragon was sitting; she knew how difficult it was to talk to her kind. After spending so much time out of Ellesméra she found that the other races speak so plainly, and she had begun to enjoy the honesty, unlike her own race which said one thing and meant another. She had become wearisome of the etiquette of coldness of the elves,

'Is that one of the reasons I befriended Eragon? His honesty? Bah! Such things are not desirable'

'Oh but it is Arya, you know it better than most'

Arya, startled by the reply from her on conscience, briefly lost her cooled exterior and was suddenly concerned for her sanity.

'This is it, I've finally lost it, all the restless nights of unknowing worry, I've cracked!' Arya thought, half joking, half worried.

"Everyone! Please be seated, this council will now begin" The queens voice rang out through the hall.

People slowly found their seats around the great table with the queen at the head; her generals were at her sides and beside them, across from each other, were Arya and Eragon.

'Well I guess its unavoidable now, I have to meet her eyes sometime' Eragon thought with an almost out loud sigh.

"She is a person just like any other Eragon, calm yourself" Saphira added

"No one is like her Saphira, but I appreciate your efforts" Eragon replied with a weary smile

The meeting began and all around him tactics were being discussed and plans being lain down. Eragon tried his best to listen but he found his mind could not settle, it would not move as it once did. Just as he was forcing his mind to focus on the queens words about the placement of magicians around the army he felt something. Something brushed his leg, there it was again. Eragon looked up and across at Arya

'It can't be... she wouldn't"

Eragon slowly looked down, trying not to look to obvious, to find the source of the wonderful stroking. As he leaned back to look down he saw something move in the shadow of the table. Suddenly a large white something flew out from under the table and landed in his lap.

"So tell me, what makes you so distracted as to make you think I am someone else?" Maud said with a slight smile

"Maud!" Eragon almost said out loud in shock "I... I did not think you were another, only was curious what you were doing under the table when you are more welcome above it" Eragon nervously covered

"Well it's interesting how much you can tell about someone from their feet at a time like this" Maud said with a knowing smile "Also I think you should pay more attention to the conversation going on above this table, the queen is not best pleased" And with that Maud slid down Eragon's lap back under the table and disappeared into the shadows.

Eragon looked up to see what Maud had been talking about, what he saw was surprising to say the least.

Iet Drottning – My Queen

Iet Dautr – My daughter

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