VII
Meetings
Eragon's POV:
I stepped out of the herbalist's shop deep in thought, my mind running over the predictions. Especially the one about an epic romance, with a woman of noble blood. As if! I was the son of a farmer! Sure, I am a Dragon Rider now, but beyond my revenge on the Ra'zac, I don't see myself being any better off.
Not looking where I was going, I walk into someone. Someone solid enough to cause me to bounce off of them.
"Uuf!" I grunt, loosing my balance. A hand grabbed my shoulder in a vice like grip, stopping my descent. I look up into a pair of steel grey eyes.
"My word! You are too young to be thinking such heavy thoughts young man! My apologies for having walked into you" the man said. He was dressed in a black set of clothing, with a grey hood. He was clean shaven and had a ready smile on his face. His companions were looking at me warily. A young man with brown hair and beard with dark brown eyes and a very beautiful woman with forest green eyes and black hair. Both were dressed in well worn travel clothes, the woman wearing pants like a man. She made my mind seize up and blood rush up to my face.
"Eragon!" a sharp voice called out to me. I look around to see Brom and Jeod making their way, their expressions worried. The man holding my arm had a very wolfish smile on his face.
"Brom Cardocson, a pleasure" he says, his voice a deep rumble. I look behind to see Angela and Solembum standing ready at the door of her shop.
"And who might you be?" Brom asks, his voice steady, even as he gripped his sword tightly, Jeod doing the same with his rapier.
"You've forgotten Yazuac already?! I'm hurt!" the man says dramatically, his hand clutching his chest. The woman gives out an annoyed huff.
"Erik. Enough" she says. Erik looks at her with wide eyes and adds a sniffle. She just keeps looking at him until he breaks.
"Oh fine. Doesn't even let me yank anyone's chain. Sheesh" Erik says, his voice a grumble as he lets go of me to cross his arms, causing me to drop onto the ground, bruising my bottom. A snort behind us attracts our attention to Angela, who is watching us with amusement.
"Brom, Astra eterni ono thelduin" the dark haired woman says. Brom immediately stiffens up in surprise.
"Mor'ranr lifa unin hjarta onr" Brom replied, his eyes scanning her face for something. His eyes widen immediately.
"Arya! I thought you were dead!" he whispers, as he hugs her.
"Fate was kind on me. But come, we must go someplace where no one will overhear us" she replies, at which Jeod gives a cough.
"Well, I do have a private study" he says, to which Arya gives a decisive nod.
"Let us go then" she replies as Jeod led the way in. The brown haired man and Erik help me to my feet.
"My name is Allister by the way" the brown haired man says to introduce himself.
"Eragon" I reply, Erik looking at me with a sort of wry affection that seemed bittersweet.
"Funny thing, I knew Eragon. The first" he says. Saying that, he follows Brom, Arya and Jeod inside, Angela and Solembum right behind him. Allister and I stood frozen in shock, then shared an incredulous look with each other. We hurried inside, burning with questions.
Next up: Plans are discussed and secrets are revealed!
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