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The Princess and the Rider

Chapter 2: A Loving Dream

Alone, Eragon stood in the center of a darkened room, with alight shining above him. He waited there for a couple minutes because he knew that something, or someone was coming. Moments later, Arya came, sporting a dark green tunic, with an expression of loveliness that matched the one of the fairth he had made a while before. Her silky, ebony hair was not restricted as it flowed behind her, swaying with an unknown force.

Eragon had on a simple brown shirt that matched his dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. A caring and gentle smile came upon his lips as he saw AryaFor a moment, they just stood there, looking into each other's eyes. After a few moments, Eragon suddenly had a determined look to his eyes, as he grasped Arya's soft, delicate hands.

"Eragon, wha -" Arya started to say.

"Shhh. Please, I need to tell you something now, for I am afraid I shall never have the courage to tell later," Eragon said, anxiety present in his voice. "Arya, I… I love you."

"Eragon, this cannot be. We are too different."

"Please, just tell me one thing. Do you love me?"

Arya hesitated, but she could no longer keep her feelings inside of her. "Eragon… Yes, I do love you. However this does not change things." Eragon felt overjoyed, barely able to control himself from jumping around in delight. However, he just stood there, smiling brightly at Arya, not hearing what she said after. "Are you listening? We can't be together." Arya said, slightly irritated.

Eragon snapped out of his state. "Yes, we can, and we will."

"Eragon, it hurts to say this, but we -" She was silenced by a deep kiss from Eragon.

In her surprise, though, she tried to push away from Eragon. In response, Eragon just pressed harder on her lips, and soon Arya gave in.

Arya began tangling her fingers in his messy, brown hair, as she pressed her body closer to his own. Eragon's eyes widen in surprise at the sudden proximity of their bodies, but welcomed it shortly after. He had an arm around her small waist, while his fingers were trailing the length of her back.

Eragon's tongue came out of its confines, sliding across Arya's bottom lip, to coax her own to play. Opening her mouth slightly to let him in, she moaned softly as they touched. In their dance, they twirled around, savoring each other's taste, relishing the sweet bliss that would soon disperse. Slowly, they parted, love radiating from their eyes. Then, without warning, the room started swirling, as they soon awoke.

Both sat up from their respective beds, panting and flushed red. In their minds, they whispered the name of the other. Much feeling was still left from the dream they unknowingly shared. Their bond had not been broken, as they heard the other softly say their name. Arya, you are awake?

Yes, it was just a dream that woke me. What of you? Shouldn't you be resting for your training tomorrow?

I woke from a dream also, Eragon carefully chose his words, and you were also there.

Really now? It seems you were in my dream too, Arya paused, it is late, Eragon, let this wait until the morning.

Aye. Goodnight Arya Svit-kona.

Good night to you as well, Eragon Shadeslayer.

And so, they descended into slumber once again, however this time, not disturbed by dreams.

Arya had awoken quite early in the morning, remembering her feelings from the dream she had shared with Eragon.She cleaned up and got dressed into her regular training outfit. She decided to give Eragon a little wake-up call. Walking over to Eragon's room, she knocked on the door, heard a grunt and then snoring. After knocking a few more times, to no avail, she went up to the dragonhold and met Saphira there. To her pleasure, she found Saphira awake.

Arya. What do you need of me? Eragon is still asleep in his room, the shining blue dragon simply stated.

I need you to wake him up for me. I knocked on his door but he slept through it.

I'd be glad to, replied Saphira as she wore a huge, and slightly impish grin. Her thoughts went to the sleeping Eragon, where she yelled, ERAGON! Help! Arya is in danger! Eragon!

Eragon bolted up from his slumber, as he asked what was going on. However the dragon didn't say anything, except to come now! He quickly got dressed, sped through the door, and raced up to the dragonhold, only to see Saphira and Arya there, enormous grins on their faces.

Although he was furious, he could not help thinking how beautiful Arya was, especially when she smiled. His anger quickly came back, as he mentally shouted at Saphira.

How could you do that! You know how much Arya means to me; my heart almost broke when you said that.

Sorry little one, I could not resist. Plus, it was all Arya's idea. She tried to wake you but you wouldn't budge. In a way, it was your own fault.

Eragon sighed, he knew Saphira won, and it was still too early for him to try and argue any further. He turned to Arya, who was still grinning. He knew he could never be mad at her, whatever she did.

"So what did you need me for, Arya?" Eragon asked.

"I wanted to talk to you, privately, if you will," She replied, her grin fading away to a faint smile.

"Sure, let us go to the dining hall. I am famished after sleeping without supper."

Arya nodded and started walking out to the dining hall. Eragon swiftly fell into step with her glancing over to see her long silky hair swaying as she walked, and the slight curve of a smile adorning her face.

After a few minutes of walking, they reached their destination. There were very few there, as most would just now be getting up. Arya sat at an isolated table, waiting for Eragon to get his breakfast. He came back with a plateful of salad, with an assortment of nuts mixed in. "Eat first, then we'll talk," Arya said, as Eragon sat down in front of her. He ate quickly, filling his ravenous stomach.

Once he was done, he asked, "What did you want to talk about?"

"Well…"

A/N: Evil cliffie, huh? Well, I don't know when the next chapter is coming, so you might have to wait longer. Please tell me how you think of it, in a review.