Ack! Sorry about the wait. Had trouble getting back in the groove. Heh, I'm trying… Okay, on the menu for today… Cheeseburgers or chicken nuggets. Take your pick. You also get either a plastic katana or a plastic broadsword that has a shoulder strap. Hey, I'm running out of ideas! Tell me what you want!

Ops: Glad you like it!

Janika: Glad you think so… BTW, have you read the thing at the end for the first chapter of the next book? I got my hardback copy right before the paperback came out and it had that.

Janika: A pink egg? You don't seem like a pink person, but okay… You'll see…

NekoYasha101: Okay… And,physically, Eragon is stronger, but Jenny is a better mage.

Dracopince: Here's your update!

Ops: Here it is… I'd like to know when everyone's dragon hatches!

OneWhoWalksWithPigeons: Okay… Thanks…

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FanFan Fan: Awesome! Tell Xera she sounds cute!

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Sword Ceremony

Eragon quickly pulled on some half decent clothes while Arya made Jenny put on a silk dress, with which she had much trouble. It was beautiful, though, once it was on.

The dress was long and sleek; rather close fitting but not too bad. The sleeves were long and billowy, as was the skirt. It was bright red, coming very close to matching Pyron's scales. After seeing what Eragon wore, Arya made him change into almost a medieval equivalent of a tuxedo, as blue as Saphira. Once they were rightly dressed, they were ushered out into the hall and led to the room were they had seen Queen Islanzadi, although Arya told them to wait outside.

"What was that?" Eragon exclaimed. "Arya's never been like that before!" Jenny shrugged.

"You know her better than me. Although, she is a princess." Eragon scowled.

"Alright," Arya whispered from behind them, waving them in with her hand. They followed, trying in vain to walk with grace. There was the roaring of applause of elves on either side of them. Jenny felt vaguely like she was getting married, walking down the aisle next to Eragon. For some reason, she began to realize just how hansom Eragon was. But no. He was practically engaged to Arya.

Finally, they reached the end, where the Queen awaited them. She was smiling. The two knelt before her.

"You two have trained, with your human teachers and here with us. You have been taught all the ways of Riders, and are the beginning of a new age. Use your powers well, vanquish the King, and see that the land of Alageasia is returned to its former splendor. But, you each need swords of your own." Now, she turned to Eragon.

"Put down Zar'roc, Eragon. It is no longer your sword." Eragon did as he was bid, setting the red blade down reluctantly. Islanzadi motioned for two elves behind them. Each held a royal purple silk pillow, two swords in their sheaths on top of them. One was sleek and curved, long and light. A katana. The other was too big to wear on a belt, and had a shoulder strap. It was long and wide, a broad sword. The katana had a fiery ruby at the pommel, the broad sword a sapphire. The katana was presented before Jenny, the broadsword before Eragon.

"Rise and take up your swords, Riders." They did as they were told. Jenny picked it up, taking it out just enough to see the bright red blade.

Before Eragon slung his over his shoulder, he, too, looked at the blade. Bright blue. He finally put it on, finding that it was in fact very light. Both had noticed that the grip perfectly molded to their hands.

"Now, Riders, you must name the swords." Jenny thought for a moment, before finally announcing, "Yrelnth." It just sounded right.

"Brom…" Eragon whispered. Jenny turned to him. He had taken off the sword again, and seemed almost in tears.

Finally, Arya came and led them out.

"Time to go!" She said. "You guys are riding out of here, so get on your riding gear." Jenny's eyes widened.

"But I've never ridden Pyron before!" Eragon grinned.

"It almost comes naturally. Just hope it isn't as bad as my first flight." He instantly turned to Arya. "Murtagh's coming, right?" Arya nodded. They hadn't had time to see Murtagh much through all the training. They quickly went to their rooms, grabbed their belongings, and hurried outside. Saphira and Pyron, along with Arya and Murtagh, were waiting. Jenny watched as Arya kissed Eragon.

"I can't come with you," she said. "I must stay here for the time being. We will meet soon!" She waited as we mounted up, the dragons already saddled. Murtagh was riding with Eragon, Saphira being the bigger dragon. Arya waved as the flew into the sunset. It took a second for Jenny to realize they hadn't gone out the way they came in.

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