Thanks for the reviews! I'll try to make this chapter longer, I know they've been pretty short so far.

Aden woke up early the next morning before Nakia woke up and grabbed his bow and went out to hunt breakfast. It was about ten minutes later when he spotted a small doe laying in the grass. He quietly snuck up on it, strung his bow, and aimed. The doe immediatly fell over as the arrow stuck out from it's body. Aden walked over to it, picked up it's body and carried it back to camp.

When he got back to the clearing he found Nakia awake, sipping from the waterskin. He quickly untucked the hair and let it fall, covering his ears. Nakia looked up as he approached and Aden saw her big, green eyes. He, obviously, hadn't noticed them last night while she was sleeping, and they were simply stunning. He just gazed at her for a moment but then stopped when she spoke.

"Oh, good. I was getting pretty hungry," she said seeing the dead doe. "I"ll start up the fire." So she walked out of the clearing to look for firewood.

Why does he keep starring at me? she thought as she picked up broken limbs from the ground. Maybe letting him come with me was a big mistake...although he did save my life...Thinking this she rubbed her fingers against her neck where she had small bruises where the Urgals had strangled her. She shook all thoughts of this out of her head and told herself that once she was in Uru'Baen, she wouldn't be traveling with him anymore. She walked back to camp with a handful of broken branches. Arranging the sticks, she attempted to start a fire, but failed everytime. Frustrated, she kicked the pile of wood and stomped away.

"Here, let me try," said Aden. He rearranged the sticks and made sure Nakia wasn't looking and then whispered, "Brisingr!" A fire quickly crawled into the flames.

"Wow," said Nakia, astonished. How did he do that? she thought to herself, but didn't ponder on the thought long. She began to strip the dead doe into cookable pieces, and then roasted them over the fire. Once she was done she split the food with Aden and they ate in silence. After he was done eating, Aden threw a bucket of water on top of the fire, extinguishing it, and packed up their things.

Aden climbed onto his horse after everything was secured and motioned for Nakia to join him. She hesitated at first. She hadn't riden a horse for a very long time, and was self concious about riding with Aden, but then clambered on behind him. As he took off Nakia held onto him tightly, feeling all them musceles beneath his shirt. Wow, he was strong!

For severel hours they rode alongside the river, only stopping for a quick lunch. By nightfall they were just a mile or two outside the gates of Daret. The two unrolled their blankets and cooked some more meat for supper. The two sat akwardly, just eating in silence until Nakia finally spoke.

"So, where are you from originally?" Aden panicked. What should he say? He obviously couldn't tell her that he was an elf and was from Ellesmera, the elven capital.

"Ceunon," he replied, using the first city that came to mind. Nakia nodded and continued to eat, not trying to start up anymore conversation. After they were done, Aden cleaned up the fire.

"We should probably take turns keeping watch," said Nakia as she looked out onto the horizon. She thought she'd seen some figures in the distance, but she was tired and figured her eyes were playing tricks on her. "You know, just incase." Aden nodded in agreement and offered to take the first watch. So Nakia layed down on her blankets and was immediatly asleep. Aden sat a few feet away from her, fully alert. Every now and then he would look down at Nakia as she slept. She looked so peaceful, her hair falling just a little over her face.

When Aden heard a distinct grunt in the distance he shot straight up, hair on his back prickling. He squinted his eyes, trying to see. He saw the small prick of a fire less then a mile away. He unshealthed his sword as he stood up silently. Torn between going there to see who (or what) it was, and staying there to protect Nakia, he finally decided to quickly see if the people proved any threat.

Not making a sound, Aden sprinted over to the camp. As he got closer he could see two people leaping around the fire with sticks, apparently sparring, and an undistinguishable figure next to them. He crawled a bit closer, hiding behind a bush.

The first person sparring was a young boy, just a bit younger then Aden, and was doing quite poorly. The other was an older man with a long, flowing beard who was easily defeating the boy. As Aden looked closer, he could see that the large lump was a sparkling blue dragon.

A dragon! Aden said to himself. So that meant one of them had to be a Rider. He assumed it was the younger boy, because the dragon still looked fairly young. Once the pair were done sparring, Aden decided it was best to start heading back to Nakia. He kept low as he walked back to camp, just incase the boy or old man saw him.

Aden knew that Arya had been taking a dragon egg to the Varden when she dissapeared, but was that the same dragon? He didn't know what to believe, and didn't know if the old man and Rider were a threat to him and Nakia, but decided to move quickly and get to Uru'Baen as soon as possible.

When he got back to camp he was relieved to see Nakia still asleep where he left her, unharmed. He almost hated to wake her up, she looked so peaceful, but he was exhausted and needed to sleep too. So he gently shook her shoulders and she took the second watch.

The next morning they ate a quick breakfast and once again packed their stuff. An hour later they found themselves infront of the gates of Daret. They cautiously rode in to Daret. Once they reached the center of town they were quickly surronded by soilders, all swords and arrows pointing at them.

"What are ya doin' here?" asked one of the soilders as Aden requested they lowered their weapons.

"We just stopped in for supplies," replied Aden. The soilder lowered his bow. Once Aden told them what they needed, they fetched it for them.

"Sorry 'bout that," said the soilder as the supplies arrived. "Just pre-caution." Nakia then realized that she had planned on stealing a horse from Daret, and a sword too. A guilty wave came over her. The only thing she could think of was to ask Aden for a loan, although this made her feel even guiltier.

"Um, Aden?" she whispered into his ear. "I, uh. I need a horse...and a sword if possible. Do you think it'd be possible if I could borrow some money? I swear I'll pay if back just as soon as-" Aden cut her off.

"Could we also have the best sword you have? And a horse too." Aden asked the soilder. They once again departed to get him what he'd asked for.

"Thank you."

"Don't worry about it, I'm sure you'll want your own horse," Aden replied, although he had to silently admit to himself that he would miss having her holding onto him. A few minutes later a soilder walked back to them, the reins of a beautiful black stallion in one hand, and a long sharp sword in the other. Aden paid them some more money and Nakia mounted the stallion. They were escorted out of town and the gates immediatly shut behind them. Nakia fondly stroaked the stallions mane as they began to ride away from Daret.

"He's beautiful," she cooed. Aden smiled.

"I'm glad you like him," he replied. Together they rode towards Uru'Baen.

"So, why exactactlly are you going to Uru'Baen?" Aden asked Nakia.

"Well, once the Urgals attacked Yazuac, I decided the best thing to do would be to tell King Galbatorix about it. You know, so he could kill the Urgals that did it." Aden had now stopped, horrified.

"No!" he exclaimed. Nakia stopped next to him now confused. "You can't go to the Empire! Galbatorix doesn't care about the Urgal attacks. He's the one that started them! If you go there, he'll kill you. Your a wittness. He won't want you to go blabbing." Nakia just stood there, starring at him. She couldn't believe what he was saying.

"How...how do you know all of this?" she finally stuttered. Aden siged, looking at the ground. Should he tell her the truth? Well, now he didn't really have a choice.

"I'm an elf," he said. "Part of the Varden." Nakia starred. mouth wide open. She had heard about elves and the Varden, but didn't know that elves were actually part of the Varden. As she pondered this, Aden tucked his hair back behind his pointy ears. When Nakia saw this she gasped.

"You really are an elf!" she exclaimed. He nodded. Nakia stood there for a few minutes of silence, then suddenly sprinted away on her horse, leaving Aden in the dust.

Yay, that chapter was a bit longer. Well, please review!