A/N: Yeah, so I am having the hardest time trying to edit this thing. Whenever I open it to edit something, I only end up adding more to it, and not revising anything! So, I guess I'll edit it at the same time as I'm writing more. That just means a possibility of longer time between updates, but atleast there will be updates, haha.
This time it only took Kendra and Ice four days to get to Ellesmera, and Arya and Brock should have arrived in Surda a few hours before that. She hopped down, not even greeting any of the elves that waved to her, just nodding to them as she made her way to the healing tent.
She knew she should probably go to Queen Islanzadi first to check in, but she was dying to see Murtagh. Opening the tent quietly, she attempted to surprise him.
"Guess who's back..." she trailed off as she realized she was talking to an empty room and she pouted. She sighed, making her way to Islanzadi's chambers. Guess she deserved this for not checking in with her first, because now she had to.
"I'm back!" she sang, seriously hoping it wasn't to an empty room this time. So luckily, this time Islanzadi was indeed in her home, and turned slightly to see Kendra.
"Okay, Arya, she's here. I'll talk later." she put the mirror she had been holding down and turned to Kendra. They shared the traditional elf greeting and then Kendra tilted her head in confusion.
"Hey, is that Arya? Why couldn't I talk to her?" Kendra asked.
"She had to go." Islanzadi waved her away and Kendra frowned, because Islanzadi wouldn't meet her eyes.
"What's going on?" she asked slowly, "Where's Murtagh?" she asked slightly worried. Islanzadi released a slow breath.
"Murtagh showed enough strength to be able to travel to Surda alone." she explained and Kendra groaned.
"Oh, that means I didn't even have to come here." she complained, before backpedalling, "I mean, not that I didn't want to visit or anything, I just-" Islanzadi shushed her.
"It's okay Kendra." she assured her, staying silent for a few more moments, and heard Kendra's sharp intake of breath.
"And what else?" she asked carefully. Islanzadi winced as if it had been a physical blow of words.
"Kendra...It would take him two days to make it to Surda, it's been four and half days since he left...and he hasn't shown up."
Kendra suddenly experienced something like tunnel vision, and she lilted, grabbing a hold on the wall. She heard herself say, "What? No." But, it was all in a different world now, and she took one last look at Islanzadi's pitying face before falling to the ground, fainting.
Arya arrived in Surda, knowing it would be a few hours before Kendra arrived in Ellesmera, so she went to go great Roran, Katrina, Nasuda, Orrin and anyone else who she thought of as a friend. Plus, she wanted to see if Eragon had gotten there, or if he hadn't, when he would.
She was surprised by how strong the feeling of loneilness hit her when she went away from Kendra and Ice. Sure, she had Brock, but he was more like another part of her, not another friend.
She was also surprised how she wanted to see Eragon more than any of her other best friends. He was her best friend and her lover it would seem. She was jolted out of her thoughts, when she came to the attention of a wary Nasuda.
"Arya!" Nasuda exclaimed, "Thank god you made it here!" she mumbled in her ear as she hugged her. Arya tilted her head in confusion, but returned the hug anyway.
"What do you mean, 'Thank god I made it here'?" Arya asked once they finished greeting one another. Nasuda sighed, running a hand down her face.
"Four days ago, Islanzadi contacted us and informed us that Murtagh was heading to Surda, because he felt strong enough to." Nasuda sighed again, "He hasn't gotten here yet." she explained. Arya's eyes widened, knowing that made no sense.
"It would have only taken him two, at the maximum, three days to get to Surda from Ellesmera." Arya pointed out the obvious. Nasuda nodded.
"I know, I just hope he gets here soon. I know Kendra will want to give him a good beating for scaring her, and I will want to help." she joked, laughing lightly. Arya sighed also, but nodded.
"Is Eragon here yet?" Arya asked, changing the subject. Not that she didn't care about Murtagh, but if he went missing, then who knows about Eragon. Nasuda nodded eagerly.
"Thank god for that too. When Roran learned about Murtagh he was so worried about his cousin, but Eragon arrived the next day. He's been here a day longer than you." Nasuda explained, "I'll get someone to bring you to his room." Nasuda winked at her, and Arya gasped.
"You-" Arya was cut off by Nasuda again.
"Know? Yeah, I do. Eragon was even more love sick then usual. Congratulations to you two." Nasuda smirked at her. Arya laughed at her friend and nodded, following a servant that seemingly magically appeared on hand.
"Take Lady Arya to Eragon's chambers." Nasuda commanded and the man bowed slightly, nodding. Arya waved over her shoulder as she was led off. Arya smiled slightly at the man when he gestured to an ornate door that he had lead her too, and he simply bowed again.
Arya carefully opened the door, shutting and locking it behind her. She immediately spotted Eragon on the bed. She could tell from his breathing he wasn't asleep, but his hands were intertwined over his eyes.
She also knew it was probably pointless to try, but she attempted to sneak up on him anyway. Imagine her surprise though, that when she jumped on him, he hissed and immediately rolled over pinning her to the bed and ripping a dagger from his belt, holding it to her neck.
"Eragon! It's just me, Arya." she classified, for his eyes seemed a little distanced. He blinked and that was gone, and he sighed, rolling off of her and returning his dagger to his belt.
"Sorry, I wasn't really paying attention and you surprised me." Eragon explained. She refrained from making a sarcastic comment, and realized that was a quality that had rubbed off on her from Murtagh, sarcasm. "Did you hear?" Eragon asked so glumly, that she immediately knew what he was referring too.
"Yes...Kendra's going to be crushed when she finds out." Arya added, not really sure what to see. She sensed that saying that was the wrong thing to do though, for his eyes flashed and he leaned up on one arm.
"I'm crushed!" he snapped, "We just got him back from the coma, and now he's disappeared! He's like a brother to me! Maybe even more than Roran, and I grew up with him! Atleast when he was in the coma, I knew he was alive, if just barely!" Eragon used anger as a distraction, Arya noted, and didn't say anything, just hugged him. "Did you know Orik didn't even know they were engaged? And now, he might not be alive to be married!" he shouted.
"He's alive. If he had passed on, Thorn would have too, and the other dragons would have felt that. Everything is connected in one way or another." she informed him.
Arya and Eragon didn't really know how true that was.
