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I am so so so so so sorry about how late this update is. If you forgive me I promise ill make it up to you guys :D I'm a bit uncertain about this chapter but I hope you like it don't forget to review please. Im sorry about any grammer or spelling mistakes but its about 3 in the morning so im really tired and yeah a few might have gotten pass me.
Eragon set up camp after two weeks of traveling, as he sat on the ground mesmerized by the fire in front of him, he thought about tomorrow when he would arrive at Uru baen to face the king with the news of him being a Dragon rider
. A smile crept to his face every time he thought about it, and he would instinctively look down at the dragon that was currently residing on his lap. They had set up camp a few hours ago the Dragon was young so Eragon didn't want to wear it out he was still yet to name it.
A few ideas had come to his mind but he thought that maybe he should wait till the dragon can communicate with him so that he wouldn't give it a name it disliked. It had been two week since the dragon hatched and in that time it had grown taller then Eragon. With each day that passed there was a notable difference in the Dragons size.
Eragon had been so gentle with the dragon that it shocked even himself, he had been brought up by a man that didn't have a kind bone in his body and it was only natural that Eragon was like this too.
The only people that Eragon was kind to was the king for because he didn't really want to be burnt alive for being disrespectful, the other was Tornac he respected this man above all others. He was his teacher and his friend always looking out for Eragon, he taught him to shield his mind. The man worried of Eragon as if he was his own child.
When he had asked Tornac why he had taught him to shield his mind from those around him, he simply replied "I wish you to be able to protect your mind when the occasion arises." What did that mean?
Eragon shook his head in frustration the man was so cryptic! His sudden unease woke the dragon whose head was resting on his lap. He looked down at the worrying look that was in its eyes; it made him feel a bit uneasy. He had explained to the dragon about his life while they were traveling. Although it couldn't talk back he felt like it understood.
"Sorry, I was just thinking about Tornac, nothing to worry about." He spoke the words gently and smiled down to reassure the dragon.
He still didn't know whether the dragon before him was a he or a she, although he leaned towards it being a girl just something in its eyes but he didn't want to voice his thoughts, until he was positive. Not wanting to offend the dragon, because no matter how small it is now he knew it would get bigger so he decided it was best to stay on its good side.
"Eragon," A feminine voice came to him in his mind. Shocked he quickly stood up looking for the source. He looked down to find the dragon looking up at him with amusement in its eyes obviously enjoying his reaction.
"Did you just speak to me?" He asked out loud unsure how else to talk back to it.
"Yes, your reaction was most amusing."
He visually relaxed and sat back down. So it was a she.
" Did you really think me to be a male dragon?" She questioned.
Shock crossed Eragon's face as he realized the dragon had just read his thoughts.
" No not really but I couldn't be sure and I didn't wish to anger you if I got it wrong so I waited until you could communicate with me." He smiled down at her as he spoke and stroked her head. He was rewarded by a humming sound coming from within the dragon, which was enjoying the attention.
"We must think of a name for you, I do not wish for you to go wondering around this land without one any longer." Eragon said softly.
"I agree with you, I sense that you already have some ideas."
"Well I was thinking of your colour it reminds me of a sapphire, however I was wondering if you had any objections to Saphira?" He asked with uncertainty in his voice. Although he did have other names this one just seemed right.
"Saphira, no I like this name, I find no objections too it." Her blue eyes gazing upon him as she spoke.
"Very well, I think it suits you." He smiled before continuing. " Tomorrow we go before the king, I cannot wait for you to meet him the ideas he has for this land sounds like a paradise. And to think we shall be apart of forming his dream to a reality, as a dragon and rider. However now we both need our rest, goodnight Saphira my dragon." Eragon spoke softly. The last thing he heard before falling into a dream state was his dragon.
"Goodnight, little one." Saphira said softly.
Eragon was in the middle of a forest with lushes green ferns and trees everywhere. He didn't recognize this place at all. Looking around he saw a figure in the distance through the trees. He ran to it trying to find out where he was and who it was, when he got closer he realized it was a female when he neared her he found himself unable to move another step. She was beautiful but even that seemed an insult towards her.
Midnight black hair down past her shoulders her face angular and almost resembling a cat, then there was her eyes they were a stunning emerald colour, he could feel himself getting lost in those emerald eyes. Noticing that she had pointed ears it was then when it finally hit him she was an elf! Little was known about the elves as they usually kept to their homeland the locations of which eluded the empire.
"Who are you?" Asked Eragon, he was unsure he would get an answer he took another step forward. No reply.
" I asked who you are, answer me!" Eragon was almost yelling now.
"Help me." Was all she said before she turned and ran into the forest.
"Wait! Help you from what?" He tried to run after her but he suddenly found himself lying on the ground shaking.
Saphira stood over him her eyes full of worry.
"What happened little one, you looked like you were having some kind of a fit. Is that a human thing?" Saphira asked.
Not trusting his voice Eragon tried to communicate with Saphira using his mind.
"No, I just had a bad dream. The sun has risen we should start to head off." He spoke while slowly getting up to his feat. He felt much better after he stood up and as he stretched out his tired muscles he felt a gust of wind on his face. Facing into the wind he closed his eyes to only open them again as he turned his head to find Saphira mimicking his movements with her head up in the air with her eyes closed. Suddenly a question came to his mind.
"Saphira, why do you call me little one I am older then you, although you are larger then me now, has it to do with size?" He asked confused.
He heard the dragon snort in response, did she just laugh? A bewildered expression came across his face, which made her make that strange noise again. She was laughing, at him.
"Sorry little one, I call you that because I am ancient in my thoughts, you are a pup compared to me. Does that make sense to you? Saphira asked
"Yes, I suppose that does make sense. Now come on we must get go if we wish to reach Uru baen before night fall." Eragon spoke to her while he packed up his things.
"Let's go." Eragon said as he lifted his pack on his back.
"Would you like to fly with me today?" Saphira questioned.
Eragon looked around towards her. Should he? Saphira has flown before. She looked amazing in the sky and he wished he was up there with her, but was she strong enough yet to hold both him and his belongings.
"I'm stronger then you think Eragon." Saphira said the irritation in her voice made Eragon smile.
He thought about it, although he wanted to be up there what would happen if he slipped, it's a long fall. He tried to hide the nervousness in his voice as he spoke "Alright, today we fly."
His first challenge was getting onto her back. After many grunts and curses he was able to find a seat on her back in the dip of her neck. Eragon's legs gripped on either side of Saphira while his hands grasped at the spikes on her neck as though his life depended on it, which it did.
"Are you ready?" Saphira asked.
"Aye, lets go Saphira." Eragon Answered.
Saphira launched herself off the ground and into the clear blue sky. Fear engulfed Eragon as he saw the ground disappear beneath him as he and Saphira rose into the air. His heart was pounding almost in time with Saphira's wings. Feeling the air rush past him was the most amazing feeling he had ever experienced slowly releasing the death like grasp he had on the spikes on her neck. They were almost nearing Uru baen when Eragon decided to speak with Saphira again.
"Saphira, this is amazing I feel so free." Eragon voiced through his thoughts.
" This is nothing, I'll show you some real flying, hold on!" Saphira exclaimed.
Before Eragon could say another word Saphira dived towards the ground with such speed all Eragon could do was clutch at her neck. Saphira looped around and Eragon was nearly thrown from her back but he managed to stay on until Saphira slowed down and was now flying at a comfortable speed.
" Are you alright Eragon?" Saphira questioned.
"Alright! Im better then alright Saphira I feel so alive, although your scales are starting to hurt my legs." As Eragon spoke he looked down at his legs to see dark stains coming through his leggings, blood.
"We have been flying for a long time, although it may not feel like it. The castle is ahead I can see it we will be there shortly." Saphira said.
"Alright, now my dragon how shall we announce ourselves when we reach Uru baen?" Eragon asked.
" I shall find an easy spot to land so you may speak with this king of yours." Saphira answered.
" Alright, I cannot wait for the king to see you Saphira he will be most pleased." Eragon said. Saphira could feel his excitement through their bond along with his pain as she flapped her wings again.
They made the rest off the trip in silence as Eragon was too focused on how he will explain all this to the king. Hopefully he will be to preoccupied with having another dragon in front of him, rather then focusing on how Eragon had disobeyed him again by going back into the Spine.
"Little one we are here, I see a courtyard ahead were ill be able to land are you ready?" Saphira asked.
"Aye, I'm ready." Said Eragon out loud.
Saphira flew down to the ground where she made a graceful landing in the middle of the large stone courtyard. Large black doors lead to the inside the castle and in turn king Galbatorix himself. Soldiers in the courtyard were staring at Saphira in awe.
Eragon slowly got down from her back his legs aching from the flight. He ran a hand through his unruly hair trying to make it look decent before stretching his aching muscles. Slowly walking towards the soldier that he believed was in charge of this area.
" I am Eragon Dragon rider and I seek an audience with the king." His voice echoed throughout the courtyard.
The soldier stared at Eragon and Saphira disbelief etched across his face. Before he could answer the large black doors opened revealing Galbatorix himself surrounded by two elite soldiers standing on either side of him. Eragon quickly moved to greet the King, kneeling down on one knee with his hands on either side of his body.
"My king." Eragon said keeping his eyes fixed on the ground.
"Rise Eragon." Galbatorix said in a velvet voice. Eragon slowly rose to meet the king's eyes that he noticed were not looking at him but Saphira.
She seemed uneasy under the king's steady gaze. After what seemed like an eternity the king looked back towards Eragon.
"It seems Eragon, that we have much to discuss. Your dragon shall stay here while you and I talk, follow." He said before turning back to go inside.
" I will be back shortly Saphira, don't get into any trouble while I'm gone." Eragon said as he started to follow Galbatorix.
"I shall be fine little one, I just need some rest after our journey." Said Saphira as she lied down on the ground.
Eragon turned from Saphira and followed the king inside to explain all about how he became a Dragon rider.
SOO what did you think? Up next is Eragon's talk with Galbatorix and well ill keep the rest as a suprise.
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