A/N: Hello! This is back on our original schedule of updating, and I hope you like it! THE PLOT THICKENS!
Arya Drottning: No, but great guess! It's a poison that I made up, a pretty good one.
Chapter 4: A Familiar Visit
Eragon awoke slowly; the room he found himself was small and clean. Fresh air floated through the open window and refreshed Eragon after being under. He rose and stretched, then scanned the area for life. Arya was standing with her back to him, mixing something in a small bowl. He cleared his throat significantly, but Arya did not turn. Instead, she continued to mix with even more vigor.
"You have been sleeping for a while, Eragon-vor," said Arya pleasantly.
Eragon started to reply, but then noticed something. He cocked his head to one side.
"You called me 'vor', that recognizes me as a close friend. Why?" He said uncertainly.
Arya slowed her mixing. "Have you not earned the right for me to call you friend? I—"
She did not have a chance to finish what she was saying. A large head shoved itself through the window with joy, and it hummed. Saphira tried to squeeze herself in more, but the window frame groaned in furious protest, and she contented herself by hovering just outside.
Little one! I was becoming worried. It's a good thing Arya is here, or else you could have died. A week is a long time to sleep. She said.
A WEEK? Eragon almost knocked himself out again. Did I ever eat? What happened while I was out?
You ate, but it was difficult to get you to swallow. Listen, there is some important things you need to know, but I'll let Arya explain. The only thing that happened while you slept is that we made the decision to return to Ellesmera.
You did this without me?
It was necessary.
Eragon nodded begrudgingly and turned back to Arya, who was offering the ground up mixture to him.
"Eat this, and you will regain your strength. Meanwhile, I have matters of much importance to tell you," she murmured, almost to herself.
He took the bowl and stared into it. The contents looked as if they had been chewed up partially and spat back out. Eragon chewed it distastefully.
"While you slept, I checked your blood with magic. The poison that previously ran thick through your veins is called Du Eldrvarya Adurna," she explained without question. "It means The Burning Water, and is a terrible poison that, curiously, only affects elves. I also checked your blood for another reason. At the Blood-oath Celebration, when you were changed, it seems you were changed more than anticipated. You are now a full elf. I'm sure you've not checked your reflection much since then, maybe once or twice, but look."
She handed him a mirror and he gazed into it deeply. An audible gasp escaped Eragon's lips and he felt his face to make sure he wasn't seeing things. His face was now perfect in all ways. He was fair exactly as the elves were; no one who spared him a glance would tell that he used to be human. Eragon placed the mirror on the bedside table and leapt up suddenly, noticing that he had been clothed in a pale green tunic.
"We need to go to Ellesmera right now," he announced, rushing toward the door.
"Wait, Eragon-vor!" Arya cried. "It is not wise to strain yourself under your current conditions!"
Eragon hesitated, but went on. He fled down the hallway, oblivious to Arya following him. He ran outside and met Saphira, who was just swooping down.
You are ready?
More than ever. Let us go to Du Weldenvarden and complete our training.
He mounted her roughly, and she took off just as Arya was running out. Saphira silhouetted the horizon perfectly, and they were off.
A/N: I know it's short! Please don't kill me! I have a lot going on, so if the next chapters are either late or short, bear with it. The schedule will catch up with me soon. Thanks again for the reviews, and keep on reading my faithful reviewers! ;-)
