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"Okay let's keep going," I suggested, "Arya truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Are you happy?"

"What?" Came the gentle voice's reply.

"Are you happy?" I repeated.

"Yes…no," her eyes showed the sorrow and mourning that she held deep in her heart.

When she noticed I had seen her mask break momentarily, she glared at me. I had a feeling she wasn't very fond of me. And I was right. Eragon left the room momentarily with Tyler. Saying he was going to get some food.

Arya looked at me. Fire and hatred in her eyes, "I don't like you. Eragon is my friend and I don't want to see him get hurt."

"You don't want to see him get hurt? You're the person who hurt him the most in the first place," I spat out the words, venom dousing them.

"Shut up," Arya's words challenged the evils that my own statement contained.

"Don't make me hurt you," I knew challenging an elf was stupid and I would lose, but I was not about to lose Eragon without a fight.

"Challenging an elf? No wonder Argetlam said you were an idiot." the princess looked at me in pure anger.

I glared at her with such fierceness in my eyes I thought something might burst into flames. And of course, something did, the rug on the ground suddenly caught with flames. I screamed and scrambled to put it out. Doing whatever had to be done, which included spitting on it. (Yeah I know not very lady-like but I had to get it out somehow! I don't see you doing anything better!) What the…?

I heard the door creak open and saw the two boys standing in the doorway, looking at me hunched over a black piece of the beautiful rug, (yes! I finally got the fire out! Big GO CADEN! For me!) And they saw Arya. Who, currently, was glaring/laughing (at least…her version of laughing which is more of a ha than a hahahahahahahahahahahah!) at me.

"WHAT HAPPENNED?" Eragon screamed in disbelief.

"Well…that's an interesting story," I didn't want to tell him…because I didn't really know.

"It was her," Arya pointed to me.

"What!" I screeched.

"You lit the rug on fire," the elven princess did have a point.

"I didn't mean to! It was an accident. You started it!"

"So what!" this was going to turn out very interestingly. I lunged at her, not caring what the boys thought of me, I was so angry I just wanted to get my hands around her neck and…you don't want the details.

"STOP!" the usually shy Tyler shouted. He and Eragon pulled us apart, with much difficulty, since I was busy blocking a couple of her blows, and shooting a few of my own…Eragon picked me up over his shoulder and Tyler picked Arya up by her legs and dragged her away.

"Now what happened?" Eragon calmly said.

I explained what happened, leaving out the part of me spitting on the rug, with multiple interruptions by the furious Arya. I was still just as angry at Arya as she was at me, I just tried, with all the power of my being, not to show it. And I think I just made her even more mad by doing this.

"But, something's not right about that…" Eragon trailed off

"Yeah…About that…"

A/N: Well that was the 5th chapter. Sorry so short. But I'll post the 6th soon! Happy reading! Please Review!