Conversations

Oromis lay against Glaedr's intact foreleg, doing what appeared to be sleeping. Eragon walked over and Glaedr's nose twitched and he raised

his head. When he saw Eragon he snaked his head around and touched Oromis on the head. The elf's eyes came open, but at first he did not

see Eragon. He looked up at Glaedr. "What is it, Glaedr?" The gold dragon flicked his tongue out in the direction of Eragon. Oromis looked in

that direction and seemed surprise. "Eragon!" He stood and brushed his hands on his robe. Then he walked over and said in a more formal

voice, "Welcome back to Ellesmera, Eragon. To what do we owe the-" Whatever the elf was about to say was drowned out when Glaedr

snaked his head around his Rider and said in a worried voice, Where is Saphira? I caught several deer for her in case she might be hungry. Do not

worry, Master. She is fine. However she had to stay in the Varden in case Murtagh and Thorn should attack. Eragon returned his attention back to

Oromis. The elf continued what he was saying. "To what do we owe the pleasure of such an unexpected visit?" Eragon gathered his thoughts.

"To put it simply, Master, I have come to inform you that on my return trip to the Varden I will be stopping in Fiom where there will be, in

waiting, a dragon egg." Only once before had he seen Oromis dumbstruck. When he told him of how Saphira had given Elva her dragon mark.

Now he saw it again and more so then last time. The elf's mouth dropped open and he stammered, "What?!" Thus Eragon began to tell of how

Nasuada had learned of the egg and what had happened since. The elf's eyes closed. Then he said, "Never did I think that we would find a

dragon egg by chance." Then he went into his house for several minutes and walked out with a scroll in hand. "On that is a spell that I want

you to place on it the very second it is possible." Eragon opened it and read it. "What will it do?" Oromis pushed the scroll back when he tried to

give it back. "No keep it. If you forget the spell then you will still have it. As for what it will do, it will cause the egg to become invisible to all

eyes but yours, Arya's and if the occasion should be horribly bad Gailbatorix's." Then a trace of amusement flickered in his age less face.

"So you are the father of Arya's child." It wasn't a question. Eragon nodded. "I am." Oromis smiled and said, "What will you name the child?"

Eragon thought. He had never wondered what he would name his first child. Then a name came to him that seem perfect and appropriate at

the same time. I don't know what we shall name it if it is a girl but if it is a boy then I think Brom would be appropriate." Oromis's eyes widened

and he nearly laughed. "That would be a nice name I think. I'm not sure what Brom would think of it." Eragon wondered why he found it so

funny. He was about to ask the elf why, but decided against it. A loud yawn escaped him and only a few seconds after it was out did he realize

it had happened. Oromis nodded. "Well then if that is all then I think you should go to sleep. It is sunset and you look tired. If you want then go

and see Arya first but I want you to sleep soon. You look like you're about to fall over." Eragon thanked Oromis and Glaedr for their time and

went to Tialdari Hall, where he found Arya and Izlanzadi, sitting on Arya's bed, and talking. Arya noticed Eragon and smiled at him. Izlanzadi

stood with an elegant motion and said, "Arya I am tired. I am going to my quarters to rest. Eragon, we had our finest healer see to her and he

said that she will give birth in a mere two days, if less." Then she left. Arya motioned towards Eragon to sit. He walked over and sat down on

the bed which was about ten to fifteen feet from the door. She said, "Izlanzadi told me that Blodhgarm no longer has the right to give us

orders. We are free of his command." Eragon nodded. "How are you feeling?" Arya looked at him and smiled. "Alright, I guess. How was your

discussion with Oromis?"

Eragon reached around her and started to massage her neck as he spook. "Fine, even though it was such a sort visit. He seemed surprised by

my sudden appearance." Arya leaned against his chest and then leaned up and kissed him. "I'm not surprised. He hasn't seen you since over a

month ago and he didn't know you were coming." They were silent for a minute and then she stood and reaching down to her stomach she

undid the buttons to her shirt. She soon had it off and she tossed it over her shoulder and then she reached around to her back and undid her

bra, reviling her chest. Her bra too she tossed into some random direction. Then she undid the cord that held her pants in place and pushed

them down to her ankles and pulled them off. Finally she hocked her fingers around her underwear and pulled them down and then she went

over to the wall and put her arms over her head, clasped them together, and looked at Eragon in a longing way. He stood and walked over to

her. He was about to put a hand on her chest but she grabbed his hand and said, "Do you love me?" Eragon was startled that she thought

such a question was even needed, the answer being self evident. "Yes I do." She smiled and walked over to the bed, pulled the blankets back

and went down onto her hands and knees. "Then show me how much you love me." He smiled and walked over to the bed and pushed her

until she went down onto her back and he became to show her how much he loved her.

Eragon awoke to an annoying talking in his ears. It took him a minute to realize that it was the voice of Nasuada. He sat up and saw her face

on the mirror on the far wall. "Eragon, wake up, now!" Then she realized he was awake. "Finally. I need to talk to you Eragon." He groaned.

"Can't it wait?" Nasuada shook her head. "No I'm afraid not. I need you to leave Ellesmera and get to Fiom as fast as possible." He got up and

put his cloths and sat in front of the mirror. "Why is that?" Nasuada took a deep breath. "King Orik has just informed me of two things. One is

that he can not send us his warriors because in three days is Az Durgrimstn Barzul. The Clan's Fate. It is a celebration that they hold every

decade and no dwarf is to fight during it. It is a three day celebration. Second that his warriors received a letter for Orik that said that if he is at

the celebration do not expect to live another day. I need you to go there and guard Orik until it is over. After that he should be save. I have

already sent Trianna to the mountain. She will help you. Then I need you to get back to the Varden as soon as possible. Eragon nodded.

"Alright. But how am I supposed to get there by three days? I can't run that fast." Nasuada had clearly already thought about it. "Ask you're

teachers. They should have a way." Eragon nodded. He was sure such a spell excited. The problem was if or Oromis and Glaedr would tell him.

"Okay. I will ask them.

However would it be all right if I wait for two days before going? Arya will give birth in that time and I don't want to miss it." Nasuada thought

for a moment. "Fine Eragon you may stay. But only if you're teachers tell you of a way to get there on time." Eragon thought of the time he had

spied on Nasuada and Blodhgarm when Nasuada had been naked and Blodhgarm starring at here as if he had seen her like that before. He

almost asked her about it, but stopped himself. I will when I return to the Varden. "As soon as you're child is born, get to Fiom, get the egg, and

go to Varthen Dur, and then get back to the Varden." Eragon nodded. "I will go now and consult my teachers." Nasuada said goodbye and then

faded from the mirror.