Chp 7
Okay, so just after Aviella's memories were exposed. I also forgot to mention that Thorn and Murtagh were in her mind to. So they know as well.
Aviella walked slowly in the garden. Other memories where returning, slowly, but one fact had to be accepted before any memories could be believed.
I am a changeling… Aviella thought whispered. She could feel Naille in her mind, worried about her reaction to her memories.
Then another memory returned, one she felt compelled to share with the dragon.
She stood on a cliff, no wings, just her and her dragon. She went by a different name, the name of Formora. A brown dragon stood beside her, but Aviella could no longer remember the name of it. The two had a brief conversation, considering their orders. Coming to a conclusion, Formora climbed into the saddle of the brown dragon, and the two soared off into the sky. A second later, they were joined by Kialandi and his purple dragon. Another dragon and rider joined them, an elf named Oromis on a gold dragon called Glaedr. As they flew toward an elven outpost, away from Ilirea, Kialandi, Formora, their dragons, and a heart of hearts containing the dragon called Agaravel's consciousness went over their secret plan in their minds. When they arrived, Galbatorix's spell worked perfectly, binding the elf and golden dragon into place.
Aviella, having seen the rest of the memory, did not wish to share the end. (if you don't recognize this, look on page 434 of Inheritance. Its there, I promise.) Naille did not pressure her, but did mention that Formora had been a member of the forsworn.
It isn't a past life I am proud of. I do feel that I should at least let Eragon and the others know, as they have a right to it. Aviella thought at Naille.
Naille agreed, Only, tell Glaedr first, it is his past, and his riders. Just try to be gentle, if he attacked, we could not hold him off.
If he attacks, I will let him hurt me. I deserve it, even if I did not complete that action in this life.
Aviella! You will do no such thing!
Aviella did not respond, but simply reversed her course and returned to the room where Eragon was deep in conversation with the Eldurnari, the elves, and Saphira. They stopped their conversation when she entered. "It's alright, I don't necessarily mind. It's new to me as well. If you choose not to trust me, or even to turn me out, I will understand." She said, smiling softly at the beginning. Before any of the elves or any of the Eldurnari could protest, Aviella held up a hand. "Wait to pass judgment until you hear the latest memory that has resurfaced. I have a feeling that it will change any opinion."
When Aviella finished her sentence, the elves and Eragon were quiet. Aviella reached out to Glaedr's mind, and then stated simply, to him alone, I was Formora in a previous life. It was I who harmed you and Oromis. I….. I am sorry.
Aviella was prepared for rage, hate, and a number of other emotions. But she was not prepared for pity. Surprised at his reaction, she accidently let it show on her face. The elves looked at her intently, still waiting for her to speak. Glaedr gave his consent, glad she had told him first, so Aviella told the elves, "Eragon may have told you, but it has recently been discovered that I am a changeling. I did not know this myself, but other memories, of previous lives, have resurfaced. One of which… one of which was the life of a dragon rider called Formora."
There was silence. Aviella looked at them steadily, waiting for their verdict.
Then Eragon spoke, "perhaps you should wait in your quarters." He said it gently, and softly. Aviella nodded, and left.
When she got back to her room, she curled up underneath Nailles wing. As she stared at the leathery wing above her head, and listened to Naille humming, she realized something.
This is my home. For, try as she might, Aviella could not remember what had happened in this life before meeting up with Queen Arya and her party. Therefore, this, and the rooms she had slept in during her stay in Du Weldenvarden, where the only homes she knew. Suddenly she wanted to contact Arya herself, to let her hear her side of the story. Aviella stopped herself; the only way to reach her would be through the mirror in Eragons room. As her honor and trust were already in question, Aviella had no desire to get into another offense. She wanted to stay, and to do that, she would have to wait. Arya was fair, and most likely would hear her side when the opportunity presented itself. She might, might even let Aviella live somewhere in the outskirts of the forest if she was turned out of Vokmor.
Satisfied that her life wouldn't be completely ruined if she was kicked out, Aviella fell asleep.
Meanwhile…..
The elves, Eragon, the Eldurnari, and Saphira were in an argument. Half of the party wanted to turn Aviella out for a while, and the other half, while still not fully sure about whether or not Aviella could be trusted, argued for her to stay. The arguments went a little like so,
"she is a member of the Forsworn, she cannot be trusted! We must get her out, before she does something to harm us all!"
"WAS a member of the forsworn, she didn't even know until today!"
"exactly, so how do we know if she will suddenly feel compelled to attack us, simply because her past tells her to?"
"look, Aviella has been perfectly fine, I say we give the girl a chance!"
"no, if she stays, then she might remember something that makes her even more of a threat!"
"You are all being ridiculous! This girl has been kind to us, we should let her stay!"
"the only way I will stand for this is if she is no longer our cook, has limits placed on her, and swears oaths in the ancient language. Besides, if we keep her close, we can watch her every move!"
No one knew who had spoken that last comment, but eventually, Eragon managed to get all of the others, and himself, to let Aviella stay, let her keep cooking, and to let her continue her training by having her swear a few oaths and answer a few questions in the ancient language.
Satisfied, the entire party left to sleep or meditate for a while. Eragon listened in on a conversation the Eldurnari were having as he made his way to his room.
Umaroth and Glaedr were speaking mind to mind, but allowed Eragon to hear.
I am surprised, you have a right to be extremely angry with Aviella, after all, she cut off your leg.
My anger left when Galbatorix entered the void. The girl is innocent, and while I might find it in me to fight Formora, I have no quarrel with Aviella.
…. That is wise. Umaroth said after a pause.
Eragon reflected on their conversation, and knew that he had made the right choice in letting Aviella stay.
so, how did i do? havent updated because i didnt really have any ideas, but now i have inspiration in the form of caffine.
apparently that is the secret to great writers, just give em caffine.
okay, hate to seem full of myself, but i was reading a bunch of other Inheritance and Eragon fan fics, and accidently clicked on my own. so i was reading it and thinking that hey it was good, but then i realized that i had written it.
im such an idiot. well, i will comment on the comments in next chapt, so comment on this chapter too!