Sorry I haven't updated lately! My computer was getting fixed. Hopefully all my little mistakes will be fixed. If they arn't I'll just have a little talk with the computer guy... Well I'm updating now.
Eragon POV
It was almost sunrise when Drena, Riran, and Arya arrived at Oromis's old hut. I heard them before I saw them. I was in the tenth stance of the Dance of the Snake and Crane when Saphira sweeped me off of my feet.
"Oof!" I grunted as I landed on my back "Saphira!"
Yes, Little One. she said, as if she did nothing wrong
"I had no idea that their was an eleventh stance to the Dance of the Snake and Crane." Arya's amusement was evident in her voice
"Yes, I do believe that there is an eleventh stance." a ghost of a smile appeared on my lips as I sat up. She held out a hand for me to take and I accepted gratefully.
"Well, I shall use it the next time I preform the dance." she smiled "Now, what are we learning today, Ebrithil?"
"You'll just have to wait with everyone else." I said grinning mischeivously at her before turning to Drena and Riran who were talking to each other.
"... Yes, it was quite exhilerating. It felt like Ververa and I were never going to escape the storm's grip." I heard Drena say
"It sounds quite terrifying." Riran replied with fascination.
"It was. I remember when we were tossed into the eye. At first I thought the clouds were black with rage. But when we crashed into Dragon's Land, all I could see was a never ending blackness... BUt, Ververa became my eyes afterwards."
"Your dragon is very generous and kindhearted." Riran said, smiling softly.
"Ha! Only to me. anyone else, he'll just bite your head off." Drena laughed and Riran chuckled with her.
"Well, Sertinia is most definitely the opposite of Ververa!" he exclaimed
"Yes, Ververa will jump head on into danger. Unlike sweet, thoughtful Sertinia." Drena smiled fondly
"Well, it looks like you two are going to be a great team." I said and they started at the sound of my voice
"Oh, thank you, Eragon-elda." Drena said and Riran followed her example
"It is time to begin our lessons. But, first, Riran." I gestured for him to come forward and stand before me "Do as I do." I ordered before completing a series of stretches and flexes for him to follow. Once he had completed them I nodded. "Good, you're very flexible. You have very good stamina, half as goo as an elf's."
"Thank you, Ebrithil." he said
"Now, on with the lesson." and so it began. We started with swordsmanship. Riran was a quik learner. He already knew a the basics, so it was quit easy to elaborate from there. After that we moved on to the Ancient language. He only knew a small handful by the time we moved on to history, but it was a good start.
"Very good, Riran." I said as the sun began to set
"Thank you, Eragon-elda." he said, grinning his eyes bright with joy.
"Now, I believe a little young lady is waiting for you." I whispered in his ear and he blushed slightly before turning and hurried over to where Drena waited with Ververa and Sertinia.
"You've changed, Eragon. You're not the same niave boy I once knew five hundred years ago." I turned to Arya and smiled
"I was quite niave, wasn't I?" I chuckled as I sat down on the grass and she followed in suit.
"Yes, especially with me. You were quite obsessed with swooning me." Arya chuckled, but she stopped when I didn't join her. She stared at me. I returned the look. She lurched forward, her lips smashing against mine. Shock and confusion along with pleasure exploded inside of me as my arms wrapped around her petite waist. It wasn't long before we felt another presense with us.
"Uh?" we jerked apart and stared at Murtagh and a boy, no older than Riran, but he was darker, and had distinct features that were familiar.
"I-uh-um-we-not-kiss!" we stuttered as we untangled ourselves from each other.
"I-okay." he said shrugging it off "Eragon, Arya. I would like you to meet my son, Ajihad." I blinked a few times and I began to see Nasuada in the boy in front of us
"I thought-" I started
"That Nasuada died four hundred and fifty years ago? Yeah, that's what I thought, too." Arya cut in as she fixed her tunic
"Yes, yes, long story short, I used the Name of Names and froze my son... It was for his own good!" Murtagh defended himself
"Why did you release him now, then?" I asked confused
"Well, for one, his mind would have been drastically changed. And, two, I wish for my son to become a Rider." Murtagh explained
"Well, tomorrow is when he can have the chance to see if an egg will choose him." I said standing up and studied the boy. He had yet to utter a single word to any of us. His eyes were just like his surname's. Sharp and observant. His features her clear, defiant, and regal. Just like his parents.
"It is an honor to meet you, Shadeslayer." his voice was firm.
"It is an honor to meet you, Ajihad Murtaghson." I said looking him in the eye. He stared at me for a while before a grin spread across his face. His eyes twinkled with excitement.
"Well, I think we'll just find Vanir and get a place to sleep for the night. Let's go, Ajihad, let these two be by themselves." Murtagh said, shooting a smirk at Arya and I.
"Yes, tell him to give you the house by the weeping willow." Arya said as they climbed onto Thorn. Once they were gone, we entered into the hut where I had learned many things that I have tought my pupils. Our lips met with such passion that we didn't realise that we had some veiwers on the other side of the window...
Hehe! Bet you all know who those 'Peeping Toms' are... ;D, and Eragon an Arya are not having sex... just making out... for now. ;P