I am updating. Hehe, thanks for the reviews! And I am so not finished with this story, I have several more chapters to go before then, so just hang back, read, relax, drink your spiked eggnog, and review! ;D
Arya POV
Eragon has been gone for two months now. I miss him dearly. The Lords and Ladies try to confort me, but I have become what I was during those long centuries he was gone. My stomach has grown.
Five months. We are all on edge for my stomach has grwon bigger than any other in history, and my child has yet to show signs of exit. I fear I have done something to harm her. I try to go back to the way I was with Eragon, but it is impossible. The only things to confort me is our child and the long talks with Eragon through the mirror.
Seven months, my stomach still grows. I am beginning to think I have more than one child in me. Lord Dathedr hardly eer leaves my side. I think he is panicing that panicking that the babies are sick, maybe even dying. Though I know better, nobody has thought of twins, but I have. I know best.
The ninth month comes. I feel a strange wetness down my legs. I look down confused to find that I was standing in a puddle of water, yet it hasn't rained. Lord Dathedr hurries me to the Healers, I feel strange. Something big is about to happen, I can feel it. I am swallowed by darkness. I open my eyes to find Sisstix staring down at me.
"I am here to warn you, I cannot keep you long, child. Old races are awakening from a deep slumber. Do not be surprised when strange things occur." her tounge flickered and I was once again taken by the darkness.
I open my eyes. I see Lord Dathedr smiling at me. He is holding two little bundles that I know immidietely are mine. I hold my two little girls close to me. I name the fierce black haired one Islanzadi. She had my green eyes. I name the dark brown almost black haired one Selena. She is so much like Eragon. They are perfect. With their sharp pointed ears and pale complexions. I love them, Firnen absolutely adores them like they were his own. I show Eragon his daughters through a mirror, he cries tears of joy. He wants to hold them. But he is to far away. They coo at their father, they giggle and laugh and I slowly begin to awaken. I have gone through the motions too long. I tell Eragon about Sisstix's warning. He is on high alert.
How do you like? I think it's pretty cool. I didn't really plan to write like this, it just sort of came to me... This is by far my favorite chapter. I'm going to add nymphs, niads, driads, and faries to the story now. The faires are very different than from the stories about them... :D