This were this story is based on but this story comes a little after Eragon, Saphira, Arya and Orik have arrived in the city, Ellesméra. It's just a little before Eragon talks with Arya for the first time after she destroyed his fairth. In the middle of eldest. I have finished eldest now.

Chapter 6: Request and Shock

The Rider woke suddenly at the sound of a stick breaking; waking her dragon she grabbed her sword and ran out of from under the tarp. Looking around and trying to sense any movement. After a few moments of silence the Rider had found an elf, just at the bottom of a tree. The Rider sensed that it was a messenger. Trying to remember how to greet an elf? Walking over to were the elf was, placing her first to fingers to the tip of the lips, first showing her gedwëy ingnasia then muttering, "Eka fricai un Shur'tugal." The Rider waited and hoped that the elf would understand and reveal itself. After what seemed five minutes the elf stepped out from the forest. The elf seemed nervous and uncertain what to do. The Rider could hear bow strings being tightened, as the elf stepped closer. Without taking her fingers off her lips she muttered to the elf, "Atra esterní ono thelduin." May good fortune rule over you.

The elf seemed speechless not knowing what to do or to say, the elf took a deep breath and placed his fingers to his lips, "Mor'ranr lífa unin hjarta onr." Peace live in your heart.

"Un du evarínya ono varda." And stars watch over you, said the Rider, "I will not hurt you, Vel eïnradhin iet ai Shur'tugal." Upon my word as a Rider. The elf nodded in approval and let the Rider continue. "I have a letter for Queen Islanzadí, the only spell on the scroll is a spell that will make the letter only reveal itself to Queen Islanzadí eyes." The Rider handed the parchment to the elf, which took it and preformed a few spells to identify that she was telling the truth. When the elf returned his gaze to the Rider, she began to speak again, "I wish to speak to Queen Islanzadí…" The Rider paused at the look on the elf's face, "Only after she reads the letter, I will wait out here until then, but I want to speak to her daughter, today!" demanded the Rider. The elf shuddered, but nodded in response. Turning her back on the elf she walked back under the tarp for shade. I smart elf would have turned and left the Rider be, but not this elf. He just stood there not moving. The Rider glanced over her shoulder not seeming to care. She pulled out her sword, and started to clean it, then sharpen her sword. Slowly the elf drew his sword, but the Rider didn't seem to care. "I wouldn't do that if I were you!" said the Rider not even glancing at the elf.

The elf didn't seem to care or even hear the Rider, the other elves just watched in horror at their friend. Raising his sword to attack the Rider, the elf was about to slash the Rider into but he fell motionless just before his sword was an inch away from the Riders head. The Rider slipped out from under the sword and walked around the elf. The elf could only watch the Rider. His heart was beating rapidly, as the Rider said nothing but walked around him. The Rider stopped sharpening her sword and placed the sword to the elf's neck, the elf's breath became heavier, and his heart beat was faster than before, the Rider could hear bow stings being tightened again. Lowering her sword she released the elf, and grabbed his sword. "You do not deserve having one of these." said the Rider shaking the elf's sword around and tossing the sword back to the elf who caught it. "I guess they give swords to anyone these days. I showed you my hospitality and what do you do? You try and kill me! If I was Queen I would punish you! Now get out of my site before I really punish you!" yelled the Rider, pointing to Du Weldenvarden. The elf let out a sigh of relieve, sheathing his sword, he walked back into Du Weldenvarden.

The Rider and her dragon lay under the tarp as the sun grew higher into the sky. As the sun got higher and higher the heat beat down upon the Rider and her dragon, making them weaker and weaker. When the sun was at high noon, five elves stepped out of Du Weldenvarden and slowly approached the Rider and dragon. Four elves were circled around a small women elf; she was wearing a dress with the colours green, a little blue and some gold, she had a sword tied around her waist. The Rider stood up and sheathed her sword, as her dragon stretched and stood up.

The middle elf placed her two fingers over her lips and walked out of the circle while saying, "May good fortune rule over you," in the ancient language.

The Rider replied in the ancient language and with two fingers on her lips, "May the stars watch over you."

"And may peace live in your heart." replied the elf, in the ancient language, "You wish to see me…Rider…"

"Yes! Please Arya-elda, call me Knurlnien, all my friends do." said the Rider in the ancient language, bowing.

"And who are these friends of yours?" asked Arya, walking under the tarp closer to the Rider.

The Rider gave a small chuckle, "You will learn that in do time, Arya-elda."

"Than why have you asked me here?" demanded Arya

"I will tell you but not when these elves are present." The Rider walked passed Arya and toward the four elves, who gripped their sword handles tightly. "Vel eïnradhin iet ai Shur'tugal, I will not hurt your Queen's daughter Arya." The four elves gazed deep into the Riders eyes and then glanced over at Arya who waved them away, the four elves bowed.

"You best keep your word Rider or I'll have your head!" muttered the elf, Aryan low enough that Arya couldn't hear. The four elves turned and walked back into Du Weldenvarden.

"Now Knurlnien, tell me why have you called upon me?"

The Rider glanced at Du Weldenvarden's edge for a moment before turning around and walking back to Arya, and the shade of the tarp. The tarp was far enough away so even with the elves hearing they could not hear what was said, but the tarp was close enough for arrows. "I have called upon you for a few reasons, Arya-elda. One is that I mean no elf any harm but I will attack I provoked enough. Number Two is that appearances aren't what they seem. And Number Three is Has Queen Islanzadí gotten my letter?"

"I believe you that you will not hurt my people, and yes Queen Islanzadí got you letter, but what do you mean by; appearances aren't what they seem?" asked Arya puzzled.

"Well Arya-elda," began the Rider taking over her hat. "Who do I look like to you?"

Arya looked at the Rider for a long time, her mouth dropped open, "You look like me but with out the same color eyes and hair…"

"Yes. Why do find that so hard to believe?"

"You're a human?"

"No, I'm a…." began the Rider

What did you think? Surprised but I probably already know where I'm heading with his don't you readers? Pleas review.