Chapter 5
Eragon, Saphira, and Arya led Cailin through Ellesmera's streets and into the magnificent castle. They then led her into several rooms and many corridors. They seemed to be in the very center of the castle when Arya unlocked the last room with magic. Inside, Cailin looked about the room. At first glance, it was very ordinary, but upon closer inspection, Cailin discovered ancient stories, epics, and poems carved into the walls. In the very center of the room lay the egg on a velvet cushion. One would think there were no walls guarding it, but strong magic was protecting it. Arya released the spells. Suddenly, there was a cracking noise. Cailin gasped, and looked to Eragon. He merely nodded. She turned back to face the dark green egg. Her breath quickened as the shell broke open. A small dragon head poked through. She cautiously reached out her hand and then withdrew it, unsure of what she should do. She looked to Eragon, who merely nodded again. Cailin then reached out again, slowly, and touched the dragon. A
searing pain shot up her arm and then darkness took over.
Cailin woke up on a bed. She did not recognize where she was. When Arya and Eragon came in, she remembered what had occurred. She glanced at her right palm and a shining silver gedwey ignasia greeted her eyes.
"So you have awoken and remembered," Eragon said.
"Yes, Argetlam," Cailin replied.
"You are now Argetlam," Eragon chuckled. Then his face once again grew sober. "Once your dragon is old enough, he will begin training with Saphira and Glaedr. You will practice your Rider skills with Oromis and me. Your battle skills will develop with Arya, but for now rest, Argetlam, for many challenges await you."