For a week Kveykva flew towards the Varden as they neared Uru'baen. During the day they would stop and rest but they flew on as soon as they were ready. When they flew over the elves camp halfway between Bullridge and Uru'baen Ayiana mentally contacted Islanzadí.
'My Queen, the egg has hatched!' Ayiana called out joyfully.
'To whom and what is he named?' Islanzadí asked.
'To Alanna, and she named him Chalchuitl.'
'And they are safe?'
'Very safe, they are a great pair.'
'I look forward to meeting them once this war is over. Until then, safe flying and may your sword stay sharp!'
'May your sword stay sharp as well, Islanzadí. And I look forward to teaching them!' Ayiana replied before she broke the connection.
Kveykva angled west after they flew over the elves camp and detoured well out of the way of Uru'baen on her way to the Varden. After two more days of flight the Varden were finally in sight. Releasing a joyous scream, Ayiana threw her hands up in the air and laughed.
'Soon we shall have our vengeance, Kveykva!' she said to the dragon, laughing to hard in pure joy to speak with her mouth.
'But first we need to kill Galbatorix.' Kveykva reminded her.
'Of course, but we have major advantages over him.' Ayiana said, pulling her hands down and smiling.
'A thousand years, more than that probably, and you still act like a hatchling.' Kveykva snorted.
'Oh common you big lizard, you act like one to at times.'
'At times, but not before battle.'
Ayiana just laughed more and slapped one of KveyKvas large black scales. Shaking her large head and snorting, Kveykva landed next to Saphira on a large field that was being used for training.
'How goes it, little one?' Kveykva asked Saphira as Ayiana slid off the saddle to the ground and started searching for Eragon.
'Well, and you, Dragon of Lightning?' she replied.
Ignoring the rest of Kveykva and Saphiras' conversation, Ayiana spotted Eragon sparring with Arya. Drawing Sundavar and blocking its' edges she ran off to join them.
"Shall we see how well our young rider fares against two opponents, Arya?" Ayiana asked Arya as she blocked a blow.
"Sure, why not?" Arya replied, laughter sprouting up from her as a moan was heard from Eragon.
"Eragon, you should be able to battle two strong opponents at the same time now. Is that not right, Arya?"
"Yes, and you should be able to fight as one against an ally you never previously met."
"Need a hand there cousin?" asked Roran as he came up besides Eragon.
"It would prove helpful." Eragon replied.
"Now this is going to be fun! Is it now Arya?" Ayiana asked as she blocked a blow from Rorans hammer.
"Indeed, you wish to toy with the young rider?" Arya asked as the two backed together.
"Sure, why don't you see how well, Roran does against an elf?" Ayiana asked as she and Arya spun around and changed opponents.
"So you are Eragons cousin I heard so much about." Arya said as she faced Roran.
"Aye, and you must be an elf." He replied.
"It's Arya, not elf, boy." She said, leaning over his hammer in a taunting fashion.
"Behave now, Arya. We don't want Eragon to be our enemy now do we?" Ayiana asked Arya.
"Of course not. Say, did the egg hatch, Ayiana?"
"Yep. Chalchuitl hatched for Alanna." She said as she ducked under Eragons blade, Brisingr.
"That is great to know. I suppose you will train her, Eragon, and Murtagh after all this?"
"Yep. How many days till we attack Uru'baen?"
"We have two days until the attack." Eragon answered as he blocked Sundavar and lunged with Brisingr.
"Perfect." Ayiana said as she easily sidestepped the attack. "Nice blade, it's called Brisingr right? It's engraved by the hilt."
"Yes." Eragon grunted as he swung at Ayiana.
"You have a nice blade as well, Ayiana." Arya called as she blocked Rorans hammer.
"Would you like to trade swords for a moment then?" Ayiana asked.
"Sure." Arya said. They both tossed their swords to each other in perfect harmony.
"Rhunön make this blade?" Ayiana asked Arya as she blocked Brisingr with it.
"Yes. Your blade is beautiful, what do you call it? I can't find the inscription." Arya asked as she glanced at the sword in her hands while Roran prepared another attack.
"Sundavar, shadow, in other words."
"Does it react the same as Brisingr when you say its' name?"
"Here, I'll show you." Ayiana said as they traded swords again.
"Brisingr!" Eragon yelled, his sword igniting into blue flames.
"Nice, let's see how mine will react. Sundavar!" Ayiana said. Suddenly, a bright flash came and Ayiana brought Sundavar to Eragons throat before cutting off the supply of energy. Arya placed her sword on Rorans collarbone when the light disappeared.
"Does it always do that?" Arya asked and she looked to Ayiana over her shoulder.
"No, it differs depending on my opponent. Enough for one day you think?" Ayiana asked Arya.
Arya glanced between Eragon and Roran before answering. "Sure, I think we wore them out enough for one day.' She said, sheathing her sword.
"Well, that was fun, to bad I didn't get a chance to use all my tricks or even upped my sparring level." Ayiana commented.
"True, Roran, don't think you can hold your own against an elf. Ayiana, we should get the guys together again sometime like this when we feel the urge to play around again."
"Sure thing Arya!"
"Well, I'll see you guys around, may your swords stay sharp!" Arya said as she turned to leave.
"Wait, you two were playing with us?" Roran asked.
"Of course, what else should we do if we're bored? Besides, I'm surprised it took you so long to figure it out. Arya and I were having a nice conversation while sparring with you two." Ayiana said.
"Roran, when I first sparred against Arya, she was playing with me as well. Any elf you go against will play with you instead of taking the fight seriously." Eragon told Roran.
"Until you become an elf." Roran added.
"Of course."
"Well, I'll let you two be. I'm going to head off to my tent to get some rest." Ayiana said as she turned to go to her tent.
"See you around then!" Eragon and Roran called after her in unison.
"May the stars watch over you both!" she called over her shoulder. Together Ayiana and Kveykva walked to their tent to rest their limbs after a week of intense flight.