It took a day for Kveykva to reach Ellesméra and land in its' heart. Ayiana slid off the saddle and landed heavily on the ground, tired from all the flying and almost glad to be back on the ground. Glancing around it wasn't long before Ayiana spotted her old friend, Rhunön, working on chain mail in her forge.
"Atra esterní ono thelduin, Rhunön." Ayiana said as she greeted the elf.
"Mor'ranr lífa unin hjarta onr, Ayiana!" she replied, smiling to see her old friend again. "How've you been? What brings you back home?" she asked.
"This." Ayiana said as she pulled the green egg out of the bag she placed it in. "Kveykva and I hope that he will hatch for one of the children here."
As if on cue, two elves peeked out from behind a tree. Their skin glowed in the shadows of the forest, these were the two children that the elves held so dear. Smiling, Ayiana handed the egg to the male child first and waited. After almost half an hour of the boy contacting the egg with his mind he shook his head and passed it to the other elf.
The effect was almost instantaneous. The egg started rocking and peeping and soon, cracks appeared on its' surface. The cracks elongated, and soon parts of the egg fell off and a small, emerald dragon sat in the hands of the elf. Smiling at the little dragon she took her hand and patted his head. Suddenly she recoiled from the touch and stared at her hand, and at the forming Gedwëy ignasia.
"What is your name, young rider?" Ayiana asked.
"Alanna." Was the short reply.
"Alanna, what are you going to name him?"
Alanna thought deeply, thinking up a name that would suit a powerful, male, emerald dragon that the little hatchling in her hands would grow into.
"How's Chalchuitl?" she asked the little dragon. The small creature peeped and dipped his head in an approval that was too cute to ignore. She smiled and patted his head once again before looking up to Ayiana. "Will we have to fight in the war now?" she asked, fear filling her soft voice.
"No Alanna. The Queen said that Rhunön was to start training you in the way of the sword until either Kveykva and I return or Eragon and Saphira returns to train you. And when that happens the war shall be over and we can train you in the proper fashion." Ayiana answered.
"Wait, I need to look after her?" Rhunön asked.
"Yes, is that so hard? You won't need to make her a sword until she and Chalchuitl are older so it won't be that bad." Ayiana replied.
"It seems like I have no choice anyway. Just return quickly, I have no idea how to train a rider."
"For now, play with dulled swords and train her that way. I would stay longer but I am needed in battle. We are about to attack Uru'baen and we could loose Eragon and Saphira if I'm not present."
"Then why are you still standing there?" Rhunön asked. "Come, Alanna, Chalchuitl, and Dusan." She said as she ushered them inside.
Laughing, Ayiana turned and climbed back into the saddle.
'Take care, little Alanna and Chalchuitl.' Kveykva said to them just before she took off. 'Now, into the sky, to win or die!' the large dragon said.
"For Eragon, Bid'Duam, Dravn, Oromis, Gleadr, and all the others Galbatorix has killed and will kill!" Ayiana yelled as they flew south towards Uru'baen and to the retribution they knew they would get.