Chp.8 or something
Arya made no move to hide her shock at what Eragon was telling her. "Aviella is a changeling? And she was a member of the forsworn?" She asked incredulously.
Eragon nodded sadly, "that is what seems to be true. But, in other news, it seems that we may be making a trip back into Alagaesia."
Arya's eyes widened and shined, "you really think you can come back, even for a visit?" she asked breathlessly.
Eragon smiled, "well, we are going to try. It was… err…. Brought to my attention that the prophecy did not specify when I would never return, only that at one point I would never return."
Arya returned his smile. "When shall we expect you?" she asked.
Eragon thought for a moment. Then, "in a week or less, Aviella and I will be traveling on dragon back. The elves will remain to safeguard the eggs. Also, our… guest will be accompanying us, but shall remain hidden. We will bring the next egg as well."
Arya nodded, but hesitated for a moment. She knew that the "guest" was Murtagh, and that it would not be well received if he was seen haunting the elves' realm. "do as you see fit, the preparations will begin immediately. Would you like me to notify high queen Nasuada and king Orik?"
Eragon shook his head, "I would rather like to tell them myself." He admitted.
Arya smiled and their conversation continued for a few moments until Eragon called for Aviella.
"She wanted you to hear some of her memories before you welcome her into the elves' realm, and this seemed to be the best time, if not the best place." He explained.
Aviella came quickly, and settled to tell Arya some of the memories that had returned recently. She told her of how much she remembered of being Formora, as well as a few of her other lives, during which she was an elf who fought the dragons. Also, she had been a dwarf once or twice, but not one of note. She had even been an Urgal, and because of her previous lives could speak every language fluently. Several other things of importance were told, and then she dipped her head and made her excuses.
Arya was silent, and seemed to be digesting all of the information she had just heard. Then, "I am glad you did not turn her out Eragon, there is much we could learn from her. But she also seems to regret some of her past lives, when she spoke of being Formora she seemed unhappy. Perhaps she feels like she slayed all of the dragons Formora did, but even if it was her, it was not in this life. Make sure she is alright."
Arya's request surprised Eragon, but he saw the truth in it. "Of course." He said.
"Also, tell Aviella that it is time for you to receive the letter I sent with her." Arya said.
The two ended their conversation reluctantly, and Eragon went in search of Aviella. She was in the training area, facing off against Murtagh in a sparring match. Eragon watched for a few minutes, and, seeing how well Aviella fended him off, joined in. Aviella and Murtagh gave him a glance to welcome him, but other than that nothing changed. Aviella drew her other sword and fought each with one hand. After a few minutes with no one gaining ground, Eragon shouted, "Brisinger!" and his sword flared up into blue flames.
Aviella did not pause, but shouted, "Vindr! Adurna!" wind! Water! The white sword was encased in streaming air, the green covered in water. Murtagh dropped out of the fight completely, and went over to stand by Thorn at the edge of the circle with a few of the watching elves. Eragon gritted his teeth. Aviella stopped the winds on her white sword and sheathed it when she had a moment, then sprang back into battle with the green sword. They ended up locked at the hilt, where Aviella's sword touched Eragon's, steam rose into the air. After a few moments of struggling, Aviella pulled back sharply , and, panting, held up her hands in surrender, having sheathed her sword. Eragon stopped the flames on Brisinger and sheathed the blue sword. Saphira, who had watched with Thorn, Murtagh, and the elves, padded over to Eragon and Aviella.
Hatchling, how did you create the wind and water on your swords? Saphira asked.
Aviella caught her breath, and answered with both her mind and tongue, "it is the name of my swords, Adurna and Vindr. I did not know until Eragon lit Brisinger, and then the memory returned." She stared at Vindr, having drawn it. "this sword is older than Adurna, in each life, I hid the swords, and when I had need of them in any life, I knew where they were. I crafted Vindr in my thirty-fifth life, but Adurna was not created until my forty-fifth." She closed her eyes. "I crafted each in a life as an elf, but both were in Slithrim. I….. I do not remember anything else about them, other than that I did not wield them as Formora."
"well, we seem to learn more about you with each day." Eragon said.
Aviella looked at him with an expression that was so much like Angela that he could almost imagine that the herbalist was standing right in front of him. "Of course, you learn something every day. Every day you are with someone you learn something new about them. It makes life….. Interesting."
Eragon shook his head. He walked with Saphira over to where the elves and Murtagh were standing with amused expressions on their faces.
"we leave soon. Is everything prepared?"
"all is prepared, except for the egg, we did not know if there was a certain egg you wished to take, shadeslayer." Blodhgarm replied.
Saphira sent him an image of the golden egg in her brood, the first one that had been set to be bonded with a rider. That one. The elf nodded and set off to collect the egg and prepare it for departure.
"Thank you for doing this, Eragon." Murtagh said.
"I am not involved in this. In fact, if anyone asks, I know nothing. You are on your own unless the situation gets even direr." Eragon informed him. "But I am glad to be able to travel with my brother once more." He ended with a smile, which Murtagh returned. Reflecting, Eragon realized that he had not seen Murtagh really smile since the twins captured him. The sight heartened him, and he felt reassured that this trip was the best course of action.
A few hours later, when the sun was high in the sky, the trio of riders and dragons set out. Eragon and Saphira flew in front, with Thorn and Murtagh on their right, and Naille and Aviella on their left. Their flight went well, and they made good time. Eragon and Saphira carried the golden egg at all times, and Eragon would talk to it when they were in the air. The dragon in the egg would stir slightly every now and then, but there was no chance of it hatching. Just before they had left, Eragon had contacted High Queen Nasuada and King Orik to let them know that they would be in the area. He let Nasuada know that Murtagh was accompanying them, but would remain unseen. He said it with reluctance, but he knew that she would want to know. Hearing Eragon mention his name, Murtagh came over. He positioned himself at an angle where Nasuada could not see him but he could see her, to make sure she was alone. Then, when Eragon glanced at him, he stepped forward to allow Nasuada to see him.
A brilliant smile lit up her face, and she greeted him warmly. After the two exchanged pleasantries, Eragon stepped away, supposedly to check on the egg. Actually, he was letting them have a moment to themselves. The happiness on Murtagh's face reminded him of how he felt when he saw Arya, and thinking of Arya reminded him of what she had said before they parted. He walked over to where Naille and Aviella were sitting, Aviella leaned against Naille, who was reading Aviella's book over her shoulder. When Eragon approached, Aviella looked up.
"Arya said that it was time for me to receive the letter she sent you with." He stated simply.
Aviella reached up into one of Naille's saddlebags and retrieved a piece of parchment. Then she handed it to him. "you might want to read it alone. I am just repeating instructions." Then she went back to reading.
Eragon, with his suspicions aroused, decided to obey the girls instructions and walked into the forest a little ways. When the camped dragons and two riders could not see his face, he read the parchment.
It took him a moment to decipher the message, but when he did, joy filled him.
The message read, "Eragon, if you are reading this, then you are either dying or returning to Alagaesia. I hope it is the latter, but either way, you should know. I love you."
I couldn't wait to get this chapter up, but I hope that it is good! The code is Wingdings, in case you're interested. There is also Wingdings 2 and 3, which I may or may not use in later chapters. I really did want Eragon and Arya to get together, and I decided to go cliché with a note. Deal with it if you don't like it. Well, I need at least one review to inspire me to post, it can be good, it can be bad, it can be short or long. It can be a letter or just hi. I don't care as long as it proves that at least one person is reading this all the way through. Okay, let me know what you think!
(flames will be used to create campfires in other chapters.)
okay, now i must respond to my reviewers! the few, but awesome!
:i will keep going, i enjoy writing this. thank you.
MikiNishimura12:i will try to keep Angela in character, she was my favorite too! i think that this is basically the beginning of 'action', but let me know if it isnt in there enough. Thank you so very much for reviewing!
: thank you, and i think that closing his mind could be done with a spell, but it would have to be pretty good to fool a lot of dragons and Eragon. i like the changeling thing to, i got the idea from when Arya wasnt allowed to help with Hope's birth and so on. you know, if you care.
Jenny: i think that you are one of many who cried or almost cried at the end of the last book, myself included.i also hope that Christopher Paolini continues, but thank you very much for the compliment on my chapter!
okay, i think that is all of the reviews... now i am getting chatty.. i think i should end this now before i start rambling...