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chapter 3:
He stood in Nasuada's scarlet pavilion, the air around him hot and humid because Saphira had stuck her head in so she could participate. They were waiting for Arya, this meeting was for uttermost importance and she was late, very, very late. Nasuada looked at Eragon, her impatience showed clearly on her face, and she said in a tired voice, 'Eragon, where is she?' he could only shrug in response. 'Can you go find her? She has never, been late like this, their deaths must have hit her extremely hard.' He flinched at the mention of his masters, but he nodded, and turned on his heels and left the giant tent.
Usually he would limit how extended his mind was, but now he reached out, full length, as he jumped up onto Saphira's paw and ran up her leg. As he settled in between her shoulders she leapt into the air and scanned the ground.
Saphira? He asked, an hour later, as he saw a figure with raven hair perched on a tree. Saphira turned her head and looked down. She wasn't flapping her wings; she was just balancing on the thermals, with great skill, Eragon noted. As she slowly descended the being on the tree jumped down and began to run, weaving through the boughs and jumping over logs. And as Saphira flew above her, easily keeping pace, the person below only looked up in frustration. Saphira flew just above the tree line, Eragon jumped down, landing in front of the woman. As she skidded to a stop Eragon could see the woman wasn't Arya, yet they looked alike, and he noted that her features were the same, but instead of Arya's green eyes, she had lightning blue, the seemed white even, and he could not help but stare. 'Who are you?' said the woman, her voice was light, and it was wary.
'My name is Eragon, Eragon shadeslayer' he replied, and the woman's eyes widened,
'My name is Nealin, Eragon shadeslayer.' And she smiled as she completed he elves gestures of hello. A hiss echoed from behind him. And Eragon crouched in time to see a body soar over him and collide with Nealin. Saphira! Who was that?! Saphira landed with a thump next to Eragon and roared. But there was already a victor in the fight; it was Arya on top of Nealin, a dagger's tip on her throat. 'Arya?' Eragon asked in bewilderment, Nealin only looked up in surprise. 'Arya, what are you doing?' she looked up and grimaced, he noticed a long cut across her ribs, and she had and hand pinned to the soil, keeping a dagger at bay. Arya began a binding spell, and soon she stood, dusting off her clothes. 'Now you, talk to me. What are you doing here?' Arya said, talking to the other girl. She only looked at her. And after a moment, she sighed and said 'mother sent me'. And comprehension flickered across Eragon's mind. Arya had a sister!
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Yes she has a sister, but the question Eragon asked never reffered to a half sister.
Riddle:
'if a shell is suspended 3 metres above a boat, and the tide rises at 1 metre per 14 minutes, how long in is it till the sheel hits the water?'