Finally another update. I don't have my Brisingr with me now, so there might be some mistakes with the Ancient Language or the elves' customs... this chapter is set about 10 years after the funeral...
Chapter 6 : Hope
As the years passed, the pain of losing her father diminished slowly and gradually. It never disappeared, but instead of the crippling pain it was reduced to a bearable level by Arya's thirteenth year.
Arya frowned, trying to relax. She was in the midst of the third level of Rimgar and it was taking all of her concentration and willpower just to hold her position.
A sound she remembered from her younger days caused her concentration to falter. The next thing she knew, she was facedown on the ground. She was shocked, she never expected to hear that sound ever again. It was the sound of a dragon's wings beating.
Dread filled her mind. No, Galbatorix can't have found out the location of Ellesmera, she thought with a sinking feeling.
Thud.
Thud.
The sound was getting louder, whoever it was, they were alone and were approaching Ellesmera. Gildrien the Wise wouldn't have allowed Galbatorix to pass, she thought. But what chances does a single elf stand against a twisted Rider and his dragon?
The sound was deafening. Arya covered her ears, wishing it would stop. There were many advantages of having heightened senses, but it came with certain disadvantages too. She headed towards the sound, hands still covering her ears in a vain attempt to make the sound a little more bearable.
The sound kept getting louder until Arya thought her eardrums would burst. All of a sudden, the sound of the wing beats ceased, only to be replaced by the sound of a dragon landing with much grace.
Arya stared at the dragon in wonder. It was a beautiful creature – one she had not seen since her first few years. With a sense of relief, she realized it was not Galbatorix or any of the Wryfell.
The dragon was resting. Climbing down from his saddle was his Rider, Oromis. Arya never dreamed of seeing him again, she thought he was lost when he was captured by Kialandi of the Wrydfell.
Her lips curved in a smile, a rare display of emotion for the young princess. The other elves danced and sang with joy when they recognized the Rider and his golden dragon Glaedr.
Arya saw her mother enter the clearing. Her eyes betrayed her emotions for a split second. The Queen hid her emotions under a neutral mask.
Arya shook her head, her mother was the best at hiding her emotions. She never showed weakness although Arya had found her mother crying her heart out when she thought no one was there a few times.
She went and stood at her mother's side. She knew that this was the only was to gain the information she craved as her mother would not normally reveal information like this to her.
After they exchanged the traditional elven greetings, they walked towards the more secluded areas of Du Weldenvarden while Oromis tried to fend off the excited elves.
When they arrived at a secluded area, Islanzadi shot Oromis a questioning look. Oromis sighed and prepared himself for the long explanation that lay ahead. He sat on the trunk of a fallen tree.
"As you all know, I was captured by three of the Wyrdfell many years ago. Kialandi was charged by the traitor Galbatorix to find out everything about Ellesmera, the elves and the Ancient Language."
He did not describe his imprisonment and moved straight on with his narration. "We waited for a chance of escape. Finally, it came. Morzan came to visit Kialandi and discuss some mission Galbatorix was putting together.
"Kialandi never let any of his servants near us. We had no contact with any other than him or Morzan. But in his hurry to greet Morzan, he forgot to feed Glaedr. Even in his twisted state of mind, Kialandi still had some respect for dragons so he sent a servant with Glaedr's food.
"We immediately recognized the chance. Although we were weak mentally and physically, we managed to break the servant's mental barriers and through him, we unlocked the door and took my sword. Before we left, we used his true name and instructed him to kill Kialandi.
"We're not sure it will work but it was worth a try. Since then we have flown from Dras-Leona to Du Weldenvarden. It took us longer than usual because of our diminished strength. Our journey was uneventful and now we have arrived."
Arya held out her waterskin of Faelnirv. It was not augmented with any enchantments but she knew it would help restore some of Oromis's strength. Oromis gratefully sipped the drink.
They had a feast that night to celebrate Oromis and Glaedr's safe return. The elves danced and sang with a joy Arya had never seen before. Elves crowded around Oromis and Glaedr to ask them questions.
Arya and Islanzadi were the only ones still seated. When she was sure no one was eavesdropping, Arya whispered into Queen Islanzadi's ear: "One day, I will avenge my father and the dragons."
She knew that her mother would not approve of her decision. She was right, her mother immediately began lecturing her about her responsibility as the heir to the throne.
Arya sighed. She knew this would lead to many disagreements with her mother in the future.
So... like it? Oromis is back. Finally. And Arya isn't so emo anymore. lol. Review... pls??? c(:
