Eragon and Arya chapter 4
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Arya snuggled her face into Eragon's shoulder as they looked up into the stars.
"The world is so peaceful." thought Eragon as he stroked Arya's hand. Arya sighed as she watched Saphira showed Fírnen how he should use his tongue to direct his flames into a stream. Fírnen let loose a torrent of fire that lit up the country side; he had grown in the last few months from a small chick to a full grown dragon. Ever since he had shed his scales, they had become a brilliant emerald green.
"Good Fírnen, now again!" said Saphira as she watched how he was doing. Her blue scales shining in the light.
"Saphira we have been practicing for hours now can we stop?" he asked as he closed his flaming maw. He was panting from the constant use of fire, his head drifted tiredly. Saphira thought for a moment.
"Fine Fírnen, you can go rest till supper." she told him as she started to walk to Eragon and Arya. They watched as Fírnen took off and flew to his nest in the nearby forest. "He will be a fine mate." Saphira told Arya. Eragon giggled "We're going to be a big family then!" Arya grinned at the thought.
"Well yes…" said Saphira blushing as she swept her tail back and forth in embarrassment.
"Saphira, its fine you and Fírnen are the only full grown dragons left, It's natural that you would be attracted." said Arya as she put a hand on her swelling stomach.
"I… I need to think about this." Saphira stammered as she took flight to her cave. Eragon stood up.
"We should be getting back inside." He said as he held a helping hand out for Arya. she groaned as she stood up. Eragon placed a supporting hand on Arya's back as they walked back to their small house.
Arya had been pregnant for 3 months now. They had told no one except their closest friends what happened. As Arya entered the kitchen she sat down heavily on a chair. Eragon squinted his eyes in worry. He didn't know what to expect when Arya told him she was pregnant. Never in recorded history has and elf and a human had a child. "the child will probably look like her mother.' Thought Eragon as he walked to the marble basin that served as their sink. Eragon picked up two small goblets from a beauty carved cabinet made out of the finest wood in Alagaesia. He walked to a small glass bottle of Faelnirv that had been a gift from Arya's mother as they marched to Urû'baen for the final battle. Eragon thought back to the time when it was given to them.
Eragon and Arya had just exited their tent when Arya's mother approached them with her royal guards on steeds.
"Hail Shur'tugal anz Dröttningu." called Queen Islanzadí as she slowed her steed before them. Eragon bowed deeply as the queen departed from her steed.
"Atra esterní ono thelduin. Mor'ranr lífa unin hjarta onr. Un du evarínya ono varda." "May good fortune rule over you. Peace lives in your heart. And the stars watch over you." said Eragon as he touched two of his fingers to his lips.
Islanzadí turned to him and said "Atra gülai un ilian tauthr ono un atra ono waíse sköliro frá rauthr." "May luck and happiness follow you and may you be shielded from misfortune." As Islanzadí stepped toward them, she took off her golden helmet; her shining black hair fell down her shoulders as though it was rain. "Peace be with you Eragon, I have something to give you." She said as she turned to her saddle and lifted out a small bottle containing enchanted Faelnirv the elves special liquor.
"Thank you mother, we shall drink to our victory." said Arya as she accepted the bottle and cupped it to her breast.
"Yes Arya… we shall honor our victory." Said Islanzadí gravely. "Arya, may I speak with Eragon in privacy?" she asked as she tilted her head to him.
"Of course mother, I'll just put this away." Answered Arya as she turned to enter their tent wondering what's going on. The second Arya entered the tent Islanzadí let her shoulder sag with weariness.
"Eragon, I grow weary everyday this war continues I cannot bear watching my people die before me."
Islanzadí looked into his eyes. He could feel the emotion radiating from them pain, sorrow and regret. But most of all regret of being alone for so long.
"Queen Islanzadí… once the war is over Alagaesia will be at peace, the elves will be able to return to Du Weldenvarden and live without fear of another war."
Islanzadí brought herself to her full height, as she placed her hand on the pommel of her sword. Islanzadí looked him in the eye as she took his hand.
"Eragon… take care of Arya…" she said as she gracefully leaped on to her horse with a slight jingle from her golden armor and rode off, the royal guards rode off without question. Eragon thought for a moment of what she meant. He pondered the question for a few minutes till Arya came out of the tent.
"What did my mother want Eragon?" asked Arya curiously she had been trying to hear them through the tent but the thick fabric muffled any sound they made. She had heard snatches of conversation through the fabric. "Eragon… weary… war….die…." those few word troubled her as Eragon put an arm around her waist.
"I'm not sure Arya, she told me to take care of you." said Eragon as he brushed some of her hair that had blown down her face. The sun was setting with a light golden yellow, Arya finally spoke once the sun was gone. She had been pondering the response her mother had given.
"Eragon we would not want to upset my mother's nature while there is a war We will ask her after the battle." She finally replied as she looked up from the sunset Arya detached herself from Eragon's grasp. Lights started to spring out from the Varden's camp like stars as the men started to celebrate the freedom they had gained by escaping from Galbatorix clutches.