Well, here I am, updating this chapter. I hope you all like it… I've gotten so many e-mails telling me to get off my lazy bum and update that I am… Anyway, on with the story!
Chapter 17 – Love is Difficult
"Eragon." Kiatra whispered, rolling over onto her stomach and facing him, still lying on the bed.
Slowly his eyelids rose, revealing his cinnamon eyes. He remained silent, looking at her. She smiled at him shyly.
"How do you feel?" Eragon asked, straightening up.
"Fine." Kiatra rolled onto her back, watching Eragon from the corner of her eye.
Eragon stared at her nervously. Why is she acting like this? He thought, panicky. Kiatra rose, putting her feet over the side of bed.
She pulled towards Eragon, her eyes bright. Eragon sat there, numbly. I cannot believe this. The Kiatra he knew wouldn't even touch him, let alone move close to him like this.
Dumbly, he pulled forwards as well, and the two met.
Kiatra? Are you awake? That was Aseil. Kiatra moved back.
I'm awake. I'm fine, Aseil. Eragon stared at her, questioningly. She put a finger to her lips.
Are you hungry?
I'll go down on my own with Eragon. I'm perfectly okay! Kiatra grumbled. Aseil shut off the connection.
Kiatra leaned forward once again, but Eragon moved out of her reach. Kiatra toppled off the bed.
"That wasn't nice!" she complained, rubbing the sore spot on her head.
Eragon shrugged. "Kiatra… I don't think we should do this…"
Kiatra stared at him, silent.
Eragon continued, "Galbatorix could use this against us, against the Varden. If he finds out, he'll use one to manipulate the other."
"If that's what you want." Kiatra wiped a tear away, and turned towards the door. "I'll be down in the kitchen…"
The door slammed, and Eragon was alone again. He sank onto the bed. "What have I done?" He turned so he was facing the door. A crinkle. That's right! The letter! Eragon pulled it out from under his arm, nearly ripping it in half.
'Tsk, tsk. Naughty Eragon. You almost killed Kiatra. Can't have that, can we? You ought to be more careful.'
Eragon glared at the note, resisting the urge to trample it. But there was still more to read.
'You better show up tomorrow, at about mid-day. Just you, not Kiatra or Saphira or Aseil. We need to talk.'
Well, how'd you like it? I'm a little rusty, can't remember what the note was going to say… Please forgive me! I'll probably put up another chapter for you guys today as well.