Disclaimer: I don't own the inheritance series or characters' that go with it.
Third chapter and I appreciate your reviews. Bear with me because I am a slow writer.
Thanks to those who made suggestions'.
Eragon sat up in his bed as the sun began to climb in the east, and stretched out his limbs. He looked out of the window in his room at the city of Uru'baen. He marveled at the amazing architect of the buildings. As he looked over the city he realized how terrible it had looked years before, while Galbatorix had been the king.
'Eragon are you awake?'
'Yes Saphira I'm up.'
'Good because you have a guest.'
Eragon rose from his bed and faced his door as a knock came from it. " I'm coming." He said, and headed towards the door.
"How can I he-" He stopped mid sentence when he saw Arya standing in the door way, "Arya? What is it? Is something wrong?"
Arya shook her head and gave a small smile, "Does it have to be? I haven't seen you relaxed since before the final battle with Galbatorix."
Eragon lowered his gaze and stared at the ground, "..I….I haven't noticed…" He replied with a chuckle. "I think a break is an awfully great idea."
Arya looked at him with slight amusement, "oh?...When was your last break?"
Eragon smiled and lifted his head to look at the sky, "You know…I cant recall."
The conversation continued for another 3 hours, during which Eragon fully relaxed. Finally Arya had to leave and said her goodbye.
"It was great to have a conversation with you Eragon. I must go now, there is paper work which must get done."
"I understand. Thank you Arya…I feel…well…relived that I can speak with someone."
'Hey!'
"Well other then Saphira." He and Arya laughed at that while Saphira simply pouted.
"I will see you around Eragon."
"Yes. Goodbye for now Arya."
Arya left the room and headed down the hall. Eragon laid down on his bed and thought about what he would bring to the blood harvest festival.
'Maybe I should try my hand at weapon crafting...'
'Hmm…. I am trying to figure something out as well.'
'….Alright I am going with the weapon crafting.'
'Very well I will let you know when I think of something.'
Eragon got up and paced around his room for a while before shrugging and walking down to the dragon hold.
'Saphira?'
'Yes Eragon?'
'Lets go for a fly.'
Eragon and Saphira flew from the city together for the first time in several weeks. As they flew over the city cheers erupted from several areas, many shouting praises to him and Saphira.
"They seem happy…"
'Why wouldn't they be? Galbatorix is gone and the war is over. There's nothing to be sad about.'
"Perhaps. Well its not to worry over right now. Lets just enjoy our time up here."
Without replying she drifted away from the city, and into the east.
Alright that's the chapter. Please r/r.
-Nemisis