I saddled Shruikan as he stared at the sun. His black scales glinted in the weak morning light. "Alright. Ready?" I took a deep breath. Shruikan swished his tail. I slung my quiver and bow on my back and buckled my dagger. He gave me a what for look. "He's Eragon" I shrugged. I climbed on and strapped myself in. Shuikan took off and unfurled his wings with a whoosh, every stroke gaining altitude. We flew directly over the glittering blue waters of Isentar. I saw a dim outline in the distance marking the edge of Du Weldenvarden.
Hey Shruikan, can we go swimming?
I thought you were intent on getting to the other side of Isentar by sundown. He grinned slightly in a scaly, evil way.
Eragon can wait. The water looks so inviting…
In that case, you better hold on tight princess! And so I did. He folded his wings and dived headfirst, straight into the water.
Oh. My. Baloney. That water was most defiantly liquid ice. It was so cold! WHY was it so cold? It should not have been that cold in summer. Really. Shruikan surged upward towards the surface. My lungs were about to burst when he literally flew out of the water and into the sky. He snapped out his wings and climbed higher while I gulped in air by the lung full.
Awake Princess?
Ya think? That water was freezing! Why didn't you tell me?
I thought you knew. Besides, no need to state the obvious.
Oh yeah right. I rolled my eyes. He smirked. From there we headed straight for Du Weldenvarden without another dip in the water.