OMG!I got so many reviews... This is very delicate because I dont want to lose any reviewers! I tried the best I can, satisfying all of those who gave me their opinion. It will be Arya/Eragon. But Trianna will play a part as well:
If you dont know who Trianna is: She is the leader of the Du Vrangr Gata. The Du Vrangr Gata are the magic-user group of the Varden. (I hope you all know who the Varden are) =P
THANK YOU ALL REVIEWERS
Eragon searched for Arya, the potion in his hand. Saphira stared disapprovingly at Eragon as he caught a glimpse of Arya getting her horse ready. He gazed at her for a while, then took a breath and began to walk.
Wait. Think about it, said Saphira.
I thought about it more than enough.
It was time to ride to siege once more. Arya was now riding her horse, following a pack of Urgals.
Eragon ran to catch up with her.
"Greetings, Eragon," she said to him, her face grim.
"I wanted to ask if you have mead for the trip."
"Mead? Why would I bring mead to a siege?"
"It would give you energy. I guessed you wouldn't have any, for I brought you some," he handed her a water skin."
She laughed. "Eragon, why would I tarry drinking a beverage that would cloud my mind? In the time of battle? No, I do not accept your mead," with that she drove her horse forward.
Eragon cursed. He felt Saphira relieved.
Eragon, leave her.
He nodded in agreement and threw the water skin as far as possible.
Someone may find it, she commented.
I doubt it.
After a day of flight toward the siege Eragon could not stop thinking of Arya, so went in search of her from the Varden's warriors. He found her staring at the moon, leaning against a tree.
"Do you need company?" he asked her. She looked at him, smiled generously and then looked back at the moon. He sat across from her.
"How was your flight?" she asked him and Saphira.
"Good," he spoke for the both of them. "How was your ride?"
"Slow," she answered, "for an elf."
"Arya," he asked her, "would you like to accompany me on Saphira? I would like to take you flying."
She nodded, "I would like that, Eragon."
He got on Saphira and gestured for Arya to sit behind him. She did so, and Eragon felt proud to have her arms around his chest as Saphira darted into the air.
How is it, he asked Arya with his mind.
Amazing.
I'm going to do something more dangerous, said Saphira to both of them. She flipped in the air, dove and the rolled sideways, causing Eragon to laugh with excitement, but Arya dug her face in Eragon's back.
Saphira, I am no Rider! Don't do something that would cause me to fall off you back! Arya said, panicking.
Do not worry! Eragon said, even if you fall, I will catch you.
I am glad you care for my well-being, but that does not reassure my safety. Please bring me down Saphira.
Saphira began to obey, and just before her feet touched the ground, she tilted suddenly, causing both Eragon and Arya to fall off her back, Arya on top of Eragon.
"Saphira!" said Arya laughing. She rolled away from Eragon.
What was that for? Eragon asked Saphira.
For you, I want your happiness, and that will happen by taking every possible chance to make Arya in love with you.
Eragon looked at Saphira smiling and saying, thank you.
As Arya got up from the floor, she held out her hand to help him up. He took it thankfully.
"Thank you, Eragon and Saphira, for such an experience."
At that moment, Trianna appeared before them. She didn't greet them. She just said with her mind to Eragon, Why do I feel that I love you? He voice was filled with some anger, but was more passionate.
What?
She revealed the skin that was filled with mead. Did you mean to give the potion to me?
No! He cursed. Trianna was now in love with him. I threw it. You must have found it.
Eragon! She tried to make her voice sound angry, but instead it was as if she was speaking to a lover.
Trianna, please resist your urge, and forgive me for my foolishness. He was aware of Arya watching them suspiciously, as well as Saphira.
Do you believe it is easy to resist an urge if a potion like that acted upon you? With that, she kissed him and walked away.
"What happened?" asked Arya.
"What you saw happen," said Eragon, trying to avoid the subject.
What should I do Saphira?
Keep from Trianna's sight.
"How dare you entertain yourself with the love of a woman while you are in the midst of a war that will change the fate of Algaesia?" said Arya, anger clear in her voice. Though Eragon sensed envy in her words. She walked away from him.
Did you feel envy in her voice? Eragon asked Saphira.
A bit.
I think I could use that to my advantage.
Eragon, it is wrong for you to use Trianna. She is not a tool.
Though she doesn't really love me.
I have said my opinion, it is up to you whether you enforce it or not.
Eragon chose to use Trianna. She may realize after a while, and he will give her the freedom to do what she wants with him afterwards, but anything is worth the price of Arya.
The next day, while the Varden were in march, he looked for Trianna and Arya. He thanked his gods that he found them not too far away from each other. He approached Trianna.
When she saw him, she smiled. "Hello, Shadeslayer."
"Trianna," he bowed his head. He heard Saphira telling him that Arya was watching him, which caused him to grin. "May I ride with you?" he asked.
"Of course," she leapt from her horse, and allowed him to sit on it. When he did, he helped Trianna onto it. They were soon riding on the same horse.
Eragon, Arya is approaching you.
He smirked.
When Arya's horse was a small distance from Trianna's, she yelled, "Eragon!"
He looked at her. "Yes."
"Why are you not riding on Saphira?" Eragon sensed envy in her voice, but this time, it was obvious.
"She needs to rest," he lied, "I unburdened her from my weight."
She didn't seem convinced. "Why ride with Trianna?"
"Why not?"
"Ride with me Eragon. Trianna's horse is no condition to hold both of you."
Trianna stared at Arya coldly. Trianna said: "You believe that because my horse is not raised by the Elves, that it is in no condition?" She laughed. "Elves, they use magic and sing their horses so that they become powerful. My horse is naturally strong. He is not beautiful, but I tell you that he is stronger than any Elvish horse. He is not sung into strength with magic. He is naturally strong."
"How dare you? I care about its welfare, and you insult my people's customs?" Arya sounded vicious.
"I'm insulting you, the elves and your customs. I pity your horses. They have the artificial strength you force into them by magic."
Arya seemed so insulted, she couldn't speak. She was gaping at Trianna. She turned her gaze from Trianna to Eragon, "What disrespect your race holds. Come, Eragon, how can you ride with one that insults your other kin."
"No! Arya, I challenge you!" said Trianna. "I challenge you to The Trial of Long Knives! Winner keeps Eragon."
Arya seemed to find that amusing. "At first, how can a human, woman, expect to win an elf. At second, Eragon would want to come with me, no challenge. At third, Eragon is no object to play for. At fourth, I do not love Eragon so that I could, as you say, keep him."
This caused Eragon to become mad. He wanted Arya to become angrier, so he said, "I am your object. Play, ladies. I personally root Trianna."
Arya also gaped at him in disbelief. She leapt from her horse and unsheathed her sword. "I plan to kill Trianna. Not play a game with her. I challenge you to a sword fight, winner keeps Eragon."
Eragon sensed that this was going too far. "No!" he yelled.
"No, Arya," said Trianna, "I challenge you to a magic duel. Winner keeps Eragon."
"No!" he yelled again. He did not want to risk any of their lives. "I do not want to be a part of this!"
"Fine, then," said Trianna, "Winner gets the feeling of pride of knowing they defeated the other."
"I accept," said Arya, "but the challenge is swordplay."
"No!" screamed Eragon once more. Saphira landed in between the two women.
Nevertheless, Trianna yelled, "I accept."
"What are you doing?" he asked them in disbelief.
"You cannot get in our way, Eragon. One of us will die, we've already accepted," Arya said.
What have I done? Eragon moped.
Save Trianna, Eragon. She will die! She does not have the strength to match Arya's.
Eragon unsheathed Brisingr. He helped Trianna defend herself against blows Arya had summoned. Whenever Trianna aimed, Arya easily dodged and avoided the blow.
Soon afterwards, that changed. Trianna became as fast as an elf. She dodged all of Arya's blows, which obviously frustrated Arya. She seemed inhuman. Arya was the one that seemed on the verge of loss. That was ensured when Arya was against a tree and Trianna's sword was under her neck.
"Last words, Arya?" Trianna scowled.
"What are you?" asked Arya. "You are no human."
"I am a sorceress," her sword cut Arya's neck, which caused warm blood to spill from her neck.
"Trianna!" Eragon yelled. "Stop!" He tried to push her way from Arya, but he couldn't move her. She seemed to have turned to stone.
Eragon found no other solution. He stabbed Trianna's legs, which caused her to drop her sword and fall to the ground, crying in agony. Eragon quickly healed Arya's neck, and then tended to Trianna. Arya just stood up and stared at Eragon
Eragon analyzed the wound that he inflected upon Trianna. She was weeping in pain,. His guilt was huge, for the blow was life threatening. He healed a part of it with magic, but was soon too exhausted to give any more of his energy. He begged Arya for help.
"Ha," she said. "She gave me no mercy."
"What has happened to you Arya?"
"What has happened to you Eragon?"
"You force me to over use magic," Eragon began to heal the remainder of Trianna's wounds, knowing that it may be suicide. Saphira helped him, but he couldn't stay awake. He fainted just as the last of the wound was healed.
Dont worry, he's not dead, or else, how could I finish the story?
Ok, I know they werent really in charcater, but you know the feeling when your inlove and you would do anything to make the person love you back, so i kind of imagined Eragon (and Arya) ~hint~ that way, which is why they were out of character!
Dun worry, next chapter has a little more romance~ BUT PLEASE REVIEW. Thank you so much. Love you!