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Reborn, chapter XV
Success
Several weeks had passed since Eragon had first found Saphira and now they both were beginning to get very bored as they weren't allowed to do anything but sit and wait in the dais. It was early morning and Eragon knew that Aurora would be showing up any minute to check up on Saphira's progress.
Sure enough, the now familiar light signaled that the goddess was returning to their sphere. Carefully, Eragon nipped at Saphira's neck just hard enough to wake her. What is it little one… Saphira said sleepily. I was having a good dream.
What about?
You.
This response caused the scales around Eragon snout to turn a bright said of red. Quickly, he shook the image out of his head and watched as Aurora landed at the side of the dais.
Good morning little ones. She said, propping her feet up on Eragon's back.
This annoyed Saphira in two ways. The first being the way she draped her legs over her mate's back. The second was that she didn't like being called a little one. Eragon noticed this reaction immediately and thought to himself silently. Now I know a way to annoy her.
"Saphira, I am pleased to report that your wing is fully healed and you and Eragon may leave." Aurora seemed to have something else to say. "It seems you will be the mother of four hatchlings."
Eragon froze at these words. Slowly, he turned his head to stare at Saphira who was surprisingly, smiling. S-s-Saphira…
She is right Eragon.
Why didn't you tell me?
I was waiting for the right moment. Eragon was stunned, but at the same time amazed. Two years ago he would have never guesses that he would ever even meet a dragon, yet alone become a rider. Now he was a father to four dragon hatchlings. Can you believe it Eragon? You're a father.
Aurora suddenly cleared her throat and looked down at the two. "Now, I know that both of you are excited but there is another matter at hand. First off, I was able to break Saphira's link to the king. Second, the varden is about to engage in battle with the empire. The battlefield is no place for a pregnant dragoness. In order for you to avoid battle, I want you to go to Ellesmera and gain the trust of the elves. You don't have too much time before Saphira is unable to fly."
Eragon and Saphira listened until the goddess had finished and each got to their feet. Before Aurora transported them back however, she said one final thing. "Eragon, I warn you. The elves will not great you well at all. They will however continue to lavish Saphira as if she was a goddess."
Well, I have dealt with that before. It shouldn't be much different. The black dragon responded, turning to face Aurora.
As if she doubted him, Aurora raised her eyebrows and shook her head slightly. "We'll see."
Before either of the dragons could question her further, the now familiar bright light surrounded them. The next thing they knew, they were falling out of the sky. This didn't faze Eragon in the slightest and with one flap of his wings, he ceased falling and was now flying towards the forest in the distance. Saphira however had trouble staying in the air it seemed.
Saphy, are you going to be all right? Eragon asked worriedly.
No. I cannot stay in the air.
Suddenly, Eragon's instincts took over and the spikes on his back laid down flat as he dove underneath of Saphira. With one enormous flap, Eragon was able to lift both himself and his mate back into the sky. Saphira, what's wrong? Aurora said that you would be able to fly for a while longer.
I don't know little one.
Varden POV:
Yells of fear and terror could be heard below as Roran stared down at the massive battle. He knew that the king's reinforcements would be here at any time and that he would lead his legions into battle.
Suddenly, the familiar war horn rang, signaling that more forces were approaching from the river. Squinting his eyes, Roran saw to his horror that a massive black dragon was flying straight towards the battlefield.
"Charge!" He cried to the men behind him. His horse reared up at the noise and shot forward down the hill towards the enemy troops.
Arya POV:
Standing on another large hill opposite of Roran and his men stood Arya. She had not entered the battle due to the fact that her wrist had been broken in the previous battle. What surprised her was that Shruikan appeared not to have a rider and Murtagh was no where to seen. Why is he here? She thought to herself. What amazed her more was that Shruikan was avoiding the battlefield. It was as if he preferred to watch the men fight instead of battle himself.
Suddenly, Shruikan made a sharp turn and began flying straight toward Arya. Knowing she had no backup, she lifted her dagger and prepared for the inevitable. It never came. Looking up, she saw Shruikan hovering above her. Raise him well. The black dragon said, releasing a shiny emerald object from his claw. Arya caught the egg with her good arm and watched as Shruikan flew back over the battlefield.
Several hours later:
It had been a long day for the varden. But in the end, they had won. Arya was sitting at her bedside, staring at the emerald green egg. As she reached out and placed her hand on the egg, a large crack flashed across its surface.
Author's Note: Sorry for the "long" wait. I've been very busy taking care of my new baby ferret. I named her Saphira. Please review!!