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Reborn, chapter XVI
Outcast
Eragon landed with a thud just outside of Ellesmera. Saphira had been asleep for what seemed like hours. Never before in his life had he been more exhausted then he was currently. Even with his improved strength and endurance, carrying Saphira for this long was a near impossible task.
Before he was able to get to his feet, a large claw pressed down on his back. Looking up, he saw that it was Glaedr. Rest young one. Eragon didn't argue and within a few seconds, he was asleep.
As he slept, images flashed before his eyes. He was flying through a dark tunnel towards a bright light. With one burst of speed he shot into the light and reappeared in a strange world. It wasn't the beautiful domain that he had expected. Instead, he saw a large, horned creature sitting on a large throne.
As his eyes traveled across his large body a horrifying sight met his eyes. A large cage hung around the monster's neck. In the cage lay Saphira. She was chained by her neck to the floor of the iron structure and was roaring in agony.
Desperately, he flew towards the giant figure with his claws outstretched. For some reason, he couldn't get any closer. Slowly the cavern faded and Eragon woke with a start. Saphira! He cried out.
Upon hearing the noise, Saphira jumped to her feet and roared at the black dragon. Eragon! I was asleep!
Are you alright? He asked, looking her over.
What are you talking about? The dragoness asked, still fuming.
I just had a vision. Eragon soon explained what had happened and Saphira's anger subsided.
It was only a dream, little one.
Right before the two lay back down to sleep, an elf burst up the stairs and into their rooms. He bowed towards Saphira and began to speak. "Great Saphira, a party has been thrown in your honor. We wish for you to join."
Oh, a party Eragon. Let's go!
I thought you were going to sleep?
Saphira chose not to answer this question and turned back to the elf. We will come.
"Well…in elven tradition, only female dragons are allowed to attend these celebrations." He lied. "It is very sacred."
Oh…well I'll stay here- She began before being interrupted by Eragon.
Don't be silly Saphira. I am tired anyway. Go and have some fun.
You won't be upset?
Not in the slightest.
Saphira made a strange sound that sounded like a playful squeal and followed the elf out of their home.
As she followed the elf, she began to regret her decision. How could I have left Eragon…he is my mate…
As they rounded a corner, Saphira saw a huge building that she hadn't seen the last time she was here. Is that building new?
"Why yes, it was constructed just for you. It was built in your honor."
What about Eragon?
"Oh well…male dragons aren't as important."
Saphira growled at this but the elf didn't hear it. As the entered the building, Saphira saw a huge statue made of pure sapphire that mimicked her appearance. For the first time in her life, her mouth dropped open.
Is…that me?
The crowd suddenly began clapping loudly. "Saphira, this statue was made in your honor. It is of you defeating the shade, Durza."
This comment took her aback. But, where is Eragon? He was the one who killed Durza.
"But Eragon couldn't have done it without you."
I guess you're right…but still…
Temple of the Gods:
All of the gods and goddesses were seated around a large table. They seemed to be anxious about something. Suddenly, a tall god got to his feet and addressed himself as Atarus. "May I have your attention!" His voice boomed across the large room. "As you all know, it is once again time to elect a new god or goddess to our realm. Two million years have past since Maxima was brought to us."
Now more excitement filled the domain. It wasn't often that a new mortal became a god.
Atarus raised his hand for silence and lifted up a small wooden box. "Concealed in this, is the name of the god or goddess of the sky. Upon opening the box, fire shot up and curled into the letters of the new goddess' name. "The goddess of the sky shall be…Saphira Brightscales."
Several hours later:
Eragon was suddenly awoken by the sound of Saphira's footsteps coming up the stairs. By the sound of the thuds against the wall, it was apparent that she was drunk. As she came through the entrance, Eragon's fears were confirmed.
Saphira! How could you!
How could I do what? She giggled, nearly collapsing on the floor.
You've been drinking!
Relax, I brought you some.
You're pregnant! You shouldn't be drinking! It could harm the hatchlings!
Eragon…don't tell me I'm abusing our little ones. The wine was made especially for pregnant females. It doesn't taste any different and it won't harm the eggs.
Eragon tapped his claws on the ground nervously before looking up. You say there is more?
Saphira smiled at this. Yes little one.
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