In this chapter I've kinda put three chapters into one, because they are short. They are in Eragon, Aradia and Arya's P.O.V

A Series Of Revelations

Eragon slowly opened his eyes, squinting at the light shining through the windows, for a moment the room seemed to warp and spin; it appeared to be much brighter than usual. It took a moment for Eragon to realize where he was. His body felt drowsy and slow as he sluggishly sat up, head spinning as he walked towards the basin to wash his face still fully clothed from the night before.

He cleansed himself in his bathing unit and did his morning routine as usual. Looking into the mirror he checked that he was properly attired before turning to grab Brisngr. The bottle of Faelnirv sat on his bedside dresser and Eragon quickly remembered that Arya had come back with him last night. She must have got up early and left because she was no longer there. Eragon tried to remember what had happened but his memory was clouded. He remembered falling asleep whilst holding Arya's hand but couldn't remember anything they discussed.

As he attached Brisngr to his side he saw a note lying on his cot.

Eragon meet me up by the cliffs at midday. We need to talk.

Arya

Eragon folded the note into his pocket wondering what Arya wanted to discuss he hoped he hadn't said anything he would regret last night. Still thinking he headed out towards the meal chamber for breakfast. He did not have anything planned for today allowing for the leaders to rest and recover from the journey and celebration. The hallway was empty as everyone was still probably asleep, tired from the night before. Eragon found the meal chamber to be empty again, getting his breakfast and sitting down at a table in the far left corner.

"Eragon!" A voice called. Eragon lifted his head to see Orik.

"Orik! How…" Eragon stopped as the Dwarf cut him off.

"You never told me Murtagh was here! Some warning could have been nice. I'm sorry Eragon, I know he is your half-brother but he disgusts me!" Orik shouted in rage. Eragon had never seen him so upset before.

"He is a bastard traitor!" Orik exclaimed in anger.

Eragon did not know what to say as he sat watching the Dwarf vent.

"I'm sorry I did not inform you Orik… If you feel you need to make justice with him I can arrange for a meeting and we can settle this matter." Eragon said slowly he hoped the Dwarf did not want to challenge him in battle or anything similar, he loved them too much to lose either of them.

"Bah! Eragon!" The Dwarf still shouted enraged.

"I will talk to him today Orik..." Eragon said quickly before he was cut off again.

"Just make sure he is nowhere within my sight. It was hard enough not trying to stab him from across the table last night. I'm not sure I can be so controlled next time." Orik bellowed as he turned storming out of the room in a rush.

"I'm sorry Orik!" Eragon shouted but the Dwarf had already left the chamber.

Eragon remained silent slightly shocked as he finished his breakfast. He decided he would go to see Murtagh after he had eaten. This matter needed to be resolved.

Aradia P.O.V: Words of A Friend

Aradia walked with strong intention down the winding cobbled paths as she searched for a particular tree house. Passing through the mentors houses she arrived to where the visitors stayed. Her gaze caught on one house in particular as she moved swiftly towards it knocking on the door. She waited a few moments before it opened.

"May I come in?" Aradia asked looking towards an Elf that appeared to be Arya.

"Aradia you caught me by surprise I wasn't expecting anyone so early… Come up stairs." Arya said timidly as they both descended up the tree into the living area.

"Would you like some tea? The water is hot." Arya asked Aradia as she sipped on a cup of her own.

"No thank you." Aradia answered. Arya was still in her bed wear as it was still early in the morning. Aradia had never been close with her for they hadn't ever spent much time together.

"May I ask why you came here Aradia?" Arya asked intently as she rested on the edge of a couch arm.

"What's your deal with Eragon?" Aradia asked bluntly.

Arya looked surprised by her question as she moved uncomfortably in her seat standing up to place her tea on a table a few feet to the right then stood in akimbo looking back at Aradia.

"What is it of your importance?" Arya asked sharply.

"Eragon means a lot to me Arya and I don't want to see him hurt. You are only here for a short time; do you think it's a good idea to start something only to have to leave him?" Aradia paused to think.

"Wouldn't it be easier if you were just to stay as you are and become nothing more?" Aradia asked as she watched Arya.

Arya was silent her expression unreadable.

"What is to happen between Eragon and I is between us. It does not concern you." Arya replied hotly.

"In a way it does Arya, when he is hurt and broken I will be the one who will be there for him. Not you." Aradia stated.

"You speak as though you have feelings for him?" Arya asked seeming slightly aggravated.

"I care for him. That is all. I am just telling you to be careful and to think about how things will turn out in the long run." Aradia said in a softer tone. They both stood in silence.

"Arya are you truly over Faolin?" Aradia asked softly.

Arya walked over to the wall leaning against it as she slowly slid to the floor sitting down bringing her knees to her chest in thought.

"Are you over Glenwing?" Arya asked.

"No I am not. I may never be. You know well that our race does not forget or move on quickly." Aradia replied.

"Losing Faolin was one of the hardest things I've had to live with. He was not only my… my…mate… he was one of my closest friends. The feeling of running knowing he had fallen to Durza was.. . I cannot find the words to describe such pain."

"Over the years I have come to terms with accepting that he is dead and that no amount of longing or wishing for him to come back is going to change that." Arya said appearing to be lost in thought.

"I do not feel I need to elaborate on how I feel towards Eragon or the relationship we share to you. Thank you for your concern Aradia, now if you wouldn't mind I've got to get dressed and ready for the day." Arya said looking up towards Aradia.

"Just be careful Arya… I will show myself out." Aradia said as she walked back towards the stairs feeling somewhat dissatisfied with the outcome of their conversation.

"Farewell Arya." Aradia said before she disappeared below.

Arya P.O.V:

Arya remained in the same position against the wall for a long while. Thoughts of the past running through her head, thoughts and memories of Faolin. Bringing him up showed to be very painful surfacing emotions she had suppressed for many years. She wiped her eyes as they became slightly wet from tears.

Eragon came to her mind as well. The thought of him brought a slight smile to her face. She enjoyed last night, he hadn't changed since they last parted and she felt seemingly comfortable with him. Many times she had fought with herself, contemplating on how she felt for him her head constantly battling with her heart. Their time apart only caused her heart to grow fonder of him but she knew Aradia was right. If anything were to happen between her and Eragon it would be short lived and harder to say goodbye.

Sometimes she hated and resented her position as Queen, she longed to live in Thrandurin with Eragon and help raise the Riders but she knew she couldn't; knowing that tore at her heart like an open wound. She had often spent many nights wondering if Eragon had found a mate to share his life with, someone who could satisfy him in ways she couldn't. A pang of jealousy aroused within her as she thought of Aradia. Would anything become of them if she were to show Eragon no interest? The thought left a sore feeling within her like swallowing shards of glass.

Letting out a sigh she put her head in her hands as a trail of crystal like tears trailed down her cheeks. Why must things be so hard? She wondered.

Arya, are you ok? I feel that you're hurting. Firnen's low familiar voice filled her mind comforting her.

Firnen where are you? Arya asked.

I am with Saphira but I will come to you now. Firnen said.

You don't have to Firnen I am fine. Arya replied.

No I am coming now. Firnen replied as he withdrew from her conscience before she could argue.

A flow of Firnen's memories came through his conscience. He felt happy and complete with Saphira, a happiness Arya knew he hadn't felt in a long time. Strong emotions of desire and love coursed through her as they had come through Firnen. Suddenly she felt the same love for Saphira as Firnen felt for her, a strange uncanny feeling that felt as though someone was overriding her emotions. As her feelings and emotions heightened she felt a strong unending love for Saphira's rider Eragon. Although she knew that the question was not whether she loved him or not for subconsciously she always knew she did, it was how she would act on her feelings for him knowing that having a future with him was of ill hope.

Standing up she made her way to the bathing unit and readied herself for the day as she waited for Firnen remembering she was to meet Eragon latter. Her heart seemed to quicken as she thought about what was to become of their meeting. Putting it to the back of her mind she undressed to bathe letting the water run over her perfectly proportioned body cleansing her as she cleared her mind.

A little different to normal... Hope you like it x