Wyrda
Ch. 14
(Ellesmera)
Phoenix awoke with a start, with her head throbbing and her vision was a little blurry. She looked around. She was back in her room. Aiedail sat on his bed.
It's about time you woke, he said through their link.
How long have I been out?
Not long. The dragon told her shortly.
Phoenix got up from the bed and went to the bowl of water. She cupped some water in her hands and splashed the cool water on her face. Her vision sharpened. Phoenix finally looked up at her reflection. Her facial features was now smooth; her eyes were slanted like an elves and her ears were pointed like theirs.
She swiftly placed a hand on her left hip, where Brom had cut her during their early sparring days. The wound had never fully healed, leaving a scar. But when she felt around for it through the thin cloth of her wedding dress, she could not feel it. Also, her head had stopped throbbing from the dark magic that had affected her mind.
Phoenix took one last look at her reflection in the mirror and then connected with Eragon, sitting on her bed weakly.
It seems that we have become what we were meant to be, he concluded. So, shall we spend the rest of the evening at the celebrations? The night is still young.
She answered, Meet me by the Minoa Tree.
****
The sun shone in through the window and landed on their faces. The morning sun gave off an amber glow in the room. Phoenix shifted in her spot, finding a more comfortable position. Eragon gave a soft grown and pulled her closer to him. He gave her small butterfly kisses down her neck, giving her goose bumps as he did so.
"We have the day off from training. What shall we do?" Eragon asked her.
"I vote we stay in bed all day," she answered.
"We'll have to eat eventually," Eragon reasoned with her, with a slight chuckle in his voice. "And bathe."
Phoenix turned to face him.
Laughing she asked, "Since when have you been the sensible one?"
"Perhaps your influence has effected me," Eragon said.
He kissed her deeply.
Then perhaps this marriage will do Eragon some good, Saphira chimed in.
The two newlyweds hadn't noticed that the dragons had arrived through the large open window.
Hahaha, Eragon responded mockingly.
Phoenix kissed him playfully on the cheek.
Are they going to do that all day? Aiedail asked Saphira.
I'm afraid so, the female dragon answered.
Eragon returned her kiss. Saphira nuzzled up to Aiedail. He didn't seem to mind, however. For he nipped her affectionately. Saphira returned the gesture. The two dragons began to play roughly with one another, making the whole room shake by their weight.
Will you two please take it outside, Phoenix said through her link.
I don't think these rooms were build to hold two dragons, Eragon pointed out.
They ceased, although reluctantly.
Phoenix gently touched Aiedail's mind and said, We'll meet tonight for the evening meal. You and I can spend time with one another tonight. But, I'd like to spend the day with my husband.
He tried to sound not phased by this, but Phoenix could sense the male dragon's happiness when he told her, That's fine.
Enjoy your day, little ones, Saphira said through the link.
And with that the two dragons flew off.
Meanwhile, Phoenix touched Eragon's forehead with hers and said, "You know a bath sounds pretty good now."
Eragon smiled.
"Would you like some company?" he asked.
Hmm, yes please, she said through the link, grinning broadly.
******
Phoenix had braided her long black hair, fashioned a cream colored tunic and pants of the same color. A dyed, green, leather belt tied around her waist. She put her hands on her hips when she spotted Eragon shave the stubble of hair that had grown during the night.
When he was finished Phoenix wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and told him, "I wish Oromis would let you grow some facial hair."
He heaved a sigh, "Me too," Eragon turned to her. Phoenix didn't let go of her loose group, so now they were facing each other. Eragon wrapped his arms around her waist. "Would you like to eat down stairs or eat in here? I'm sure I can get an elf to bring up some breakfast."
"It would be nice to stretch my legs for a bit," she answered thoughtfully.
Eragon gave a short nod and took her by the hand. "Breakfast with the elves it is!" he declared, leading the way down the tree house.
*****
On the way down to the main eating hall in Ellesméra, they two Dragon Riders were greeted with congratulations of their marriage, even though Elves do not get married themselves. But it was nice to hear, at least for Phoenix. Eragon seemed slightly uncomfortable by the extra attention.
Arya had spotted them instantly when the two newlyweds entered. They exchanged greetings.
"I did not expect the two of you down here so soon after your wedding," Arya told them, a little surprised.
"Somebody needed to stretch her legs," Eragon said, nudging Phoenix playfully.
Arya glanced to her friend, who shrugged and grinned slightly. The Elf smiled at her.
"We are going to grab some food and find a nice grassy spot to eat, since it's so beautiful out this morning," Phoenix said to Arya. "Would you care to join us?"
"I'm sorry, but I have an urgent matter that needs attending with my mother," she answered. At the sudden concern looks on the two Riders faces she added hastily, "Nothing too urgent that would require your assistance."
With a quick nod she left. Eragon and Phoenix collected their breakfast and found a spot of grass to sit on.
To be continued . . .