The Return
Disclaimer: I don't own Eragon or Eldest, just Arianna and Nolan
Chapter 1: The Real Risks
Eragon had approached her shelter as quickly and elegantly as any other elf, but with rugged steps. Arianna stepped out knowing that he wanted a word and she wanted out anyway.
"I know this is a major undertaking for you." He said. "You know what happened between him and me?"
Arianna nodded. "I don't like this at all. Murtagh wouldn't give up so easily."
"You're right, you've calculated the real risks, haven't you?" He asked.
"I have and when we get to Uru'baen, we are in real danger. Especially if one of the forsworn is alive." Arianna said. "And that's not possible. We cannot travel apart unless we need to refresh our supplies."
"Then one of us can stay with him." He replied.
"You or I will have to, he can manipulate my brother easily." Arianna said. "No, when we're close to Uru'Baen, we cannot stop."
"Arianna, you don't worry about that, I will."Eragon said. "You can worry about him right now."
She nodded and went back to the shelter of her dragon's wings, noting that Eragon had been more likely to worry about other things besides Murtagh but she couldn't blame him. If I wasn't being so calm, I'd kill him myself, Arianna thought to herself, but I couldn't take his life because he took something from me. She sighed and went back in and sat there with an almost exhausted look in her eyes. It seems like I haven't even been sleeping. Arianna wouldn't close her eyes not even for a moment because that would give him a chance to escape back and get Thorn, then depart to Galbitorix and warn him of their coming. Nolan came in, taking over.
"I'll take it from here." He said. "We're heading out early tomorrow, so get some rest."
Arianna nodded again this time letting the dark take over and quiet her mind. When she woke some hours later, the sun was rising slowly and Eragon was up. Arianna shook their captive awake and got him on Codas again, who didn't complain. She smiled and nodded her appreciation. They took off this time staying as close as possible to Eragon, trying to be sure that no one attack but it relieved them that there were no soldiers. It was warming up rather quickly and walking was no longer an option until they got halfway to Uru'Baen, when they were in more tolerable conditions. It was critical for their plan to work.
They still were scant on details of their plan and Galbitorix's, that concerned the three of them. They couldn't calculate his next move, but he could calculate theirs.
In Uru'Baen, Galbitorix watched over his rider's captors as a woman came in looking strong and almost passionate at the same time. Her dark hair hung in front of her almost pale face and she moved as though she were an elf.
"Where are they?" He asked her.
"In the Haderac desert, sir. I-I can't exactly figure out where they are." She replied.
"Then you and your fleet go after them. After all, you've wanted to see what a real dragon rider fights like." He said, letting her go.
"It will be my honor." She replied, now with a great amount of vigor.
A/N: I hope this is a good chapter but I think I'm coming down with a cold so I really can't tell. R&R!