A great power
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Thanks to my two reviewers! I had this chappie ready but as I said last chappie, I need two reviews before posting and, I expect 3 review for I port the next one. I'll make it, with every new chappie I expect 1 more review :P sorry if I too greedy but reviewers just make the whole think worthwhile xD
Thanks again to Aeronnen and phoenixfeathers7 for reviewing!
Well, on with the story!
At that time, Roran had stormed in. "What, your leaving! What about Katrina, you promised to rescue her"
"Roran listen to me, I need to train before I can defeat the Ra'zac, they are strong and have the strength and agility of an elf. If we want to kill the Ra'zac and rescue Katrina, I need to become stronger!" said Eragon, annoyed at his cousin's insolence.
"Well I could help!" screamed a desperate Roran.
"I've made up my find and that's it, I'm leaving tomorrow"
At that moment, a scout rushed in the tent. "Lady Nasuada, 6 Elves have arrived from Ellesmera and seek to see you"
"Send them in"
In a couple of minutes, 6 elves, 3 males and 3 females stood before Nasuada. They exchanged traditional elven greetings. Luckily Eragon had taught Nasuada the greetings. "I appreciate Queen Islanzadi assistance."
"We weren't sent by Oromis and we have a message for the Shadeslayer. Master Oromis suggests that you return to Ellesmera immediately to continue training." said the lead elf.
"Yes, I was thinking the same" Eragon glared at Roran who avoided his gaze. "I will set out tomorrow morning and I think I will take Roran with me, he needs to learn swordplay if he is to face the Ra'zac."
"I have my hammer!" Roran protested.
"Ha!" an elf snickered "you seriously underestimate the power of the Ra'zac. There is no way you can hit them with a hammer"
Meeting goes on
At the end of the meeting
"Eragon, would you like to get lunch?" asked Belrose flirtingly
"If it suits you Mi lady" replied Eragon
Arya felt heartbroken. She ran back to her tent and cried. Why did she feel so bad? He loved her yet she showed no love for him back? But did she love him? Her heart was battling her head once more when Blagden hopped into the room.
When you have realised your true love,
And forgot those that have passed,
The immortal beings will choose your hand,
And you will be bound for ever,
The rider in blue will know your name,
And together you will discover,
The true power that resides in the land,
And Alagaesia will recover.
"Think wisely" chirped Blagden before fluttering away.
She knew the rider in blue must be Eragon. Eragon will know her true name! Even though she trusted Eragon and knew he would mean no harm, it was still hard to comprehend. The immortal beings? That must mean the Dragons. Voices disrupted her chain of thought. She listened intently. Eragon was talking to Belrose "I'll leave for Ellesmera tomorrow morning. Stay safe and fight hard" through the rain, Arya could see Eragon smile. She loved his smiles.
"Ok Eragon, be safe and train hard" Belrose kissed him on the cheek. Arya felt enraged. A great fury burned inside her. Her heart had won over her head, she needed Eragon. Without him, she felt incomplete, without him, she couldn't live. Eragon went back to his own tent and settled down. Arya decided she needed to talk to him, or even just looking at him would make her feel better.
" Eragon" she said softly. He spun around grabbing his hunting knife before noticing it was her.
"Arya Svit-Kona" he said calming down. "what brings you here this late hour"
"Eragon, why must you be so formal all the time? We are still friends… aren't me?"
"Arya, you need to know, I loved you and you cast me aside as I was nothing. You broke my heart and ended our relationship. You said that our relationship had to be strictly professional. I realised that the most I could do would be to follow your orders." Eragon said with a hurt expression. Arya almost cried.
"Can I accompany you to Ellesmera?" she said, holding back tears.
"You are needed here, having an extra person would slow Saphira and could waste precious time" Eragon replied. Eragon would normally want to spend more time with me Arya thought, she didn't blame him though, she had rejected him, but she deeply regret it. During this, Eragon was also feeling horrible. He still loved Arya, and nothing would change that. If she wouldn't love him back, then he could at least try and follow her order about keeping the relationship professional.
"Please Eragon take me with your" she pleaded. Eragon looked at her, she was beautiful beyond comparison.
"If you insist Lady Arya"
The Next Day
Eragon had packed and was ready to go. He had led Saphira a league outside the camp to wait for the Arya and Roran. Looking at the wounded and dead made him feel uncomfortable. Roran came within a couple of minutes with Orik. "Elves you see have no sense of time. Just because they don't die, it doesn't mean we'll be immortal as well!" said Orik in a gruff voice.
Arya appeared behind Orik. "Really? I have no sense of time? At least I don't spent eternity sitting underground picking at the rocks"
"Well I'll be off, have a safe flight Eragon" grumbled Orik who then left mumbling to himself about how elves had no sense of time and spend eternity in forests singing to trees.
"Roran, you get on Saphira first" said Eragon. Roran climbed clumsily onto the sapphire coloured dragon. Eragon put the straps in place, securing him in tightly.
"Let's see if you can stay on Roran" Saphira said with a wide grin. With that, Saphira soared into the air, doing a quick backflip before landing firmly on the ground. Roran looked fairly dazed and slightly pale.
"Please don't do that again, I felt like I would fall!" said a flabbergasted Roran.
Eragon grinned "don't worry, the straps are reliable." Arya watched three of them, so at peace with each other. She wished she had people she could easily talk to and felt comfortable being around. She had always hoped Eragon would be it but he seemed to have isolated her after her rejection of him. Arya was now determined to get the friendship back. She could no longer lie to herself. She loved him. "Well Arya your next" said Eragon
"Ok" she smiled, and that didn't come easily "as long as you leave the flipping out of it"
"You'll have to ask Saphira for an answer to that" Eragon winked. Arya heaved herself up onto Saphira's saddle and sat in the middle whilst Eragon tightened the straps.
Just as they were about to leave…
"Down" hissed Arya while pushing Eragon and Roran too the ground. "There's someone there"
"Arya svit-kona, would you be kind enough to take your hand off my back?" said Eragon with the iciest tone he could muster. Arya flinched, surprised by the venom in his voice. What have I done to anger him? She didn't even need to ask. He had saved her life yet she had rejected him. He loved her yet she had rejected him. If someone had done the same to her, she would be equally angry.
They glanced up to see a lone rider with a dark blue cape riding like spirits fleeing a holy man. Eragon thought he looked familiar even though he didn't see the head and only the body. He didn't know who the person was but he seemed powerful. Eragon could feel a powerful aura around the man… Although he didn't know the origin of the man, he felt that he had a large part to play in the events of Alagaesia. As the figure disappeared from view, they remounted Saphira took-off.
After a hard day of riding, they stopped on the sandy plain of the Hadarac Desert. "Eragon, can you bring water from the ground like you did before? It's hard work carry 3 people for several hours, Roran's big hammer doesn't help either"
"I can try, but we're in the heart of the desert, it might be a bit harder." Saphira dug a hole with her huge claws while Eragon summoned his power and bought the water up below. Roran was amazed. Even Arya showed a sign or amazement. The pure water filled the hole to the brim and Saphira took five huge gulps. "Anyone want a drink" said Eragon grinning, liking the amazed look on everyone's face. Everyone had their drinks in turn, all savouring the pure water. Eragon had as much as he could before letting the water leak back into the ground.
What a tired day, Eragon closed his eyes, ready to fall in sleep, suddenly, he felt uncomfortable, even a bit fear, the flying image of the dark blue caped rider came into his mind. He shook his head, the powerful rider still there, he was unknown to him, but familiar.
The next day, they had reached the boarder or Du Weldenvarden. They camped under the leafy boughs of the ancient trees. The next day, the flew directly into Ellesmera to meet the queen.
"Where are all the houses? Isn't this meant to be a huge city? The largest Dwelling of the elves?" enquired Roran with a puzzled look.
"Houses? Your looking at them." replied a bemused Eragon.
Roran squinted "Woah, I see them, they're made into the trees"
"No Roran Garrowson, see trees are sung so that grow with rooms" replied Arya
They entered the Royal Palace and then into Islanzadi's throne room and stood before the Queen of elves. The three bowed. Eragon touched his lips and then twisted his right hand over his sternum, as Arya had taught him. "Islanzadi Drottning. Atra esterni ono thelduin."
"Atra du evarinya ono varda"
"Un atra mor'ranr lifa unin hjarta onr." Arya then greeted for mother. "Please excuse my cousin Roran for not knowing your traditional greetings" Eragon cursed silently for forgetting to teach Roran during trip.
After clearing several affairs with the Queen, Arya, Eragon, Saphira and Roran were dismissed. Roran was given accommodation near the palace whilst Eragon and Arya both went to their previous dwellings. Eragon climbed the stairs of his tree-house and fell onto his bed.
For the first time in weeks, he felt safe.