There it is. breathed Walker
Illirea stood only twenty miles to their right, standing regally in the last rays of the sun. Within the walls, along with many palaces, stood the only skyscrapers in all of Alagaësia. They looked like lone towers standing without their castle. The scene was breathtaking and well worth the journey.
It's awfully big, isn't it. Way bigger than Carvahall. said Walker.
Not that big. At least to me; I am a dragon. replied Ingothold proudly as he was now the size of a cart.
Wait until you see the dwarf cities. Illirea will seem but a speck of dust to them. said Eridor. And you are not that big yet.
Eridor, with Vesta on his back, was flying next to Ingothold, who was big enough to fly with Walker riding on his shoulders. Their first flight had been when they had stopped at Gilead. Once Vesta had gotten them a saddle, the four of them had taken to the air flying over Lake Isenstar. Flying had terrified Walker, though he was learning to get used to it, while Ingothold complained saying, How come when I can't ride on you shoulders you can ride on mine.
After a few more minutes of flying, they slowly descended to land in a field right outside of the town, Nucwae. Nucwae was a small port town that lay on the Ramr River's southern banks, a few miles north of the capital. The town's small buildings hugged the river's banks. Very few people lived here and most of them were merchants who handled the trading of supplies coming down the river. It was their last stop before the capital.
"We're going to stay here for the night, then we'll ride into Ilirea in the morning," said Vesta.
But we're so close. said Ingothold.
"The city is falling asleep for the day. The people will want to see the new Dragon and Rider, not to have them sneak into the city at night. And besides, most of us are too tired to go on," she replied.
Ingothold was definitely not too tired to go on. He thrummed with energy under Walker, still sitting in his saddle. As always it seemed, Walker felt entirely different.
Of course, I have to be presented. I knew this would happen. His stomach still churned with trepidation.
If only a Rider could live a life, quiet and peaceful, like a hermit. said Ingothold sarcastically.
Walker gave him a playful mental shove.
Ingothold and Eridor stayed in the field and the rest of them got a place to stay in a nearby inn. With the sun having already gone down, Walker, Vesta, and Thomas reclined in a private sitting area. A fire was lit in the furnace keeping the autumn evening chill at bay. Vesta sat silently on the couch having a conversation with Eridor that they were not privy to. Walker stood at the window staring toward the capital though its image had already faded into the darkness.
Thomas came up to him and said, "Along with my stories of red-eyed rabbits and the Satini, I have to tell this to every new Rider I meet." His eyes lacked their usual glow.
"What is it?" Walker asked.
"Things are never what they are cracked up to be, including the Riders. It's a –."
The sound of dragon wings cut Thomas' speech off. It was too dark outside to see anything, but the sound of shouting men penetrated the walls. Vesta jumped off the couch and looked toward the door.
Footsteps sounded in the inn and the door opened as a seven-foot tall Urgal stepped in. Walker expected for Vesta to attack him but she only looked toward him expectantly.
The Urgal, out of breath, said, "There's been an assassination. The people have started rioting so they put the city into lockdown. I've just been able to escape to tell you."
First, let me apologize. I'm soooooooo sorry. I always hate it when authors don't post new chapters for months. But I have no right to hate anymore since I do that to. Which I totally understand why this happens. Writing consistently is so hard, especially when you have tons of school work and by the time you're done with it a lot of times you just don't want to write(or think) anymore (or at least that's what happens to me).
This chapter was so hard to write for some reason. It should have been easy, but it wasn't. And time flies and it's already November, so I've decided to cut it short so I could post something already.
I am not doing a hiatus. I am not giving up. But I am going to revise. I started this story with absolutely no plan and I thought I could do it and have it still be good. How wrong I was! I've decided to make atleast a basic plot outline and to revise all of my past chapters before writing any new installments. I hope to do this fairly quickly. I'm going to change a few stuff so you'll want to go back and read the revised chapters.
Thank you so much also for sticking with me and this story. Your feedback has really been helpful. Thank you!