Eragon sat at the new table in the huge dining hall at Vokmor (which meant 'Dragon home' in the ancient language) for the first time. Building it had taken a long time, almost a month, but the results were perfect. Saphira had already picked out a cave, and several caves were put aside for nesting dragons, both for
Saphira and in the future. One of the wild dragon eggs had hatched yesterday, and the new little dragon had tagged along with Aviella and Naille for the most part. Aviella said that he wanted to be named, but wanted to name himself. So for now, he was nameless. The elves hadn't been neglected either, there were several halls on the ground floor with spacious rooms for the visiting elves, humans, dwarves, or urgals. Eragon could see Naille nearby, flushed with excitement, holding some rolled up blueprints. The elves were congratulating her on her design for the building (as if they hadn't a million times already) and all of them were celebrating. Tonight was a special night, not only because they had finally finished Vokmor, but Saphira had just laid her clutch of eggs! Among the eggs were several blue ones, like Saphira herself, but there was also a few green, and a single golden one. There were also two red eggs, and all of the eggs stood out in brilliant radiance.

Eragon had contacted Nasuada, Arya, and Orik to let them know that Vokmor was finished, and that they could arrange a visit if they so wished. He had a feeling that the elves I Vokmor wouldn't be the only ones celebrating tonight. For he had told Arya of the eggs and their colors, and she had laughed before saying, "I shall have to contain them, for if I don't, all of the elves in Alagaesia will come forth to besiege you with songs and flattery, if only to see the eggs."

Eragon had laughed as well, because it was true.

He was always sad to end his conversations with Arya, because he still loved her and seeing her, albeit through a mirror instead of face to face. He suspected she felt the same, but since he was a dragon rider, and she both a dragon rider and a queen, they could not be. Again he caught himself before he could say anything about one joining the other, it was folly to fantasize about such things, and Eragon usually had Saphira to warn him, but she was busy hovering over her eggs. He bade Arya goodnight, and then joined everyone else in the dining hall. The dinner was very good, considering all the new foods they had found in the surrounding area, the two elves cooking had outdone themselves.

Recently, Eragon had discovered Aviella knew almost every word in the ancient language, though she never spoke of her two swords, or told him their names. They had sparred, and Eragon had found that though she had been a rider for a short time, her skills were equal to his, if not better. She also made some very good pastries. He hoped that training would keep both him and the elves from getting fat. He had not realized, however, that she was hand making all of the furniture they put into the caves and rooms, which, for the caves was a cushion for the dragons, a smaller, thicker, rectangular cushion for the dragon's rider, and blankets. For the rooms, it was a mattress with thick blankets as well as thin, and a desk with parchment with quill and ink. She hadn't made the desk, but the quill was from her own feathers.

Eragon doubted that he would ever understand or get used to her having bird like wings. Aviella frequently kept her wings hidden under her clothing, sometimes she used them, but after getting odd looks from a few elves and Eragon himself, she hadn't flown under her own power in a while.

Another pressing matter, the eldurnari were silent. Only Glaedr spoke to him now, and that was only rarely. For some reason, they spoke to Aviella. Frequently. That was frustrating, and Eragon wondered if he had made them angry somehow, but if so, no one had told him what he had done to anger them. After trying to figure this out for another hour after dinner, he went to bed. He would try again in the morning.

Aviella laughed merrily as Naille flew through a cloud the next morning. After leaving a note to say that they were only out on an early morning flight, they had taken off before the sun rose. Aviella stopped her laughter immediately as she spotted a shape in the distance. Too big to be a bird, maybe a Fanghur? What else could it be except-. Then Aviella got it. She had heard tell of the only other dragon rider aside from herself, Eragon, and Queen Arya. Murtagh. She drew her sword and together she and Naille soared toward the red dragon. As they got closer, though, Aviella sheathed her sword. Murtagh was unconscious, and he needed medical attention. Thorn, his dragon, wasn't much better, and he was only barely keeping aloft. His wing beats were heavy, and he paid them no mind. Let's try to contact his mind so that I can heal him and Murtagh. He might not like it if I just suddenly jump onto his back, I am not sure if he could even stay aloft if I did anyway.

That's probably for the best. Naille replied in her soft voice. Both Aviella's and Naille's voices sounded like soft music. Together they sent a mental probe towards Murtagh and Thorn. Thorn fought against them, but he couldn't defeat them or even hold them off for more than a second.

Do with me what you will. But spare my rider. He said.

We wouldn't dream of hurting you, would you allow us to heal you? Then we can take you to Vokmor, and ones who know more of how to help you then we do. Aviella replied earnestly.

Thorn agreed, saying you may heal me and my rider, but how far is it to this Vokmor?

It is not far, we are almost over it.

Then they poured strength and healing into the red dragon and his rider, healing every last wound they had. Still Murtagh did not wake. Soon they landed in the center of Vokmor, and Eragon ran to them when he saw Thorn. He helped Aviella get Murtagh down from Thorn, and made sure that Aviella hadn't made any mistakes in her healing. She hadn't, so Thorn was allowed to pick a cave, where both he and Murtagh could stay till they were well, or when ever they wished to leave.

It would be a long time till Murtagh woke.

hey guys how do you like this one? thank you to all of my wonderful reviewers, and especially to lightningkid333 who has commented on everyone of my chapters thus far! i will not be pairing Aviella with anyone i have introduced so far, havent decided if i am going to pair her with anyone at all yet. I am a big fan of Arya and Eragon so no worries there, also, i support Murtagh and Nasuada getting together, let me know if you do dont want that in the story!

maire 53: thank you so much! hope you read the rest of the story! (as i update it)

lightningked333: yes she does have a lot to learn, but i am thinking of making her more like angela than eragon. as for pairing them, scroll up a bit.

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