Discovery

Arya awoke to a few hours before dawn. Beside her lied Eragon. Arya had but faint memories of the previous night. What she did remember

made her smile with pleasure. Then with a jolt she remembered Nasuada's order before they left. "Contact me every sunrise and sunset so that

I know you are alright. If you don't then I will assume that you were captured and, well, I'll think of something to do then." Ashamed of herself

for forgetting orders merely to please herself, she walking to the water basin on the far side of the room she looked down into the water. She

said, "Draumr kopa." The service of the water went black. Then Nasuada's face and shoulders appeared. She was looking at a scroll on the

table in front of her. She looked up and saw Arya. "Arya, thank goodness." Her voice sounded relieved and happy. Then anger swept into her

voice. "In the first place where is Eragon? And in the second why have you not contacted me before now? I was about to send Saphira and one

of your elves to search for you."

"Eragon is asleep right now. He is lying but 10 feet from me. As for my purpose in not contacting you there were a number of delays." Nasuada

eye brows crossed almost to the point of meeting. "And why is it Arya that I see no shoulder bands to the cloths that I suspect and hope that

you are wearing?" Not until those words had come out of Nasuada's mouth did Arya realize that she still wore no cloths and was completely

naked. She had become so used to Eragon's touch on her naked skin that she had not even noticed that she had scryed Nasuada while still

naked. She uttered a spell and she was instantly clothed. Pretending ignorance she said, "I don't know what you are talking about my lady."

And then she lifted herself to bear the dress she was wearing. "I am fully dressed." Then in the background she heard a dull snort. Saphira's

head swung into view and Arya felt her tugging at her thoughts. Quickly hiding all the thoughts of what she and Eragon had done in the 3 and

a half days since leaving the Varden she allowed the contact. Yes Saphira? Where is Eragon? I would like to see him. Arya knew that if at all

possible it would be better for her to be the only one she talked to. I'm sorry Saphira but he is still asleep. We have far to go today and I do not

wish for him to be tired for it. Then she felt Saphira sifting through her memories. A suspicious feeling permeated Saphira. Among your memories I

find none of those from the past three days. Which means either you weren't there or you are hiding them from my sight? Which is it? Arya froze.

Saphira you assume too much. I was there and I am not hiding them from you at all. Arya hated lying but she knew she had to. Saphira snorted.

Then where are the memories of them? Arya was about to reply when Nasuada said, "Yes well Arya so long as you take care to make sure that

no more delays should happened then you will do fine I am sure. Regardless I must go. Farewell." And the spell ended. Sighing with relief she

stood. Nasuada had interrupted at the exact right time.

Then she saw Eragon had awoken and was propping himself up on an elbow. "What woke you?" She smiled. "Nothing at all, Eragon." And she

came over and sat beside him. "What time is it?" Arya smiled. "A few hours, maybe three, from dawn." Eragon smiled to, and slipping a hand

around the ties that kept her dress in place slid it down around her waste. Grinning she stood and hocked her thumbs on either side of the

dress. Pushing down the dress went down in a pile around her feet. Bending down she picked it up and put it on the nightstand. Through the

whole time she did that Eragon's eyes never left her chest. She smiled and came over and lied down on top of him and kissed him and then the

rest was a blur of pleasure. She awoke some hours later. Eragon was again asleep beside her. She got up, ignoring her nakedness, and went

to the mirror. She looked herself over. And thought, I am naked with a man that does not even belong to my race. I have had sex with him now

nearly 12 times. She smiled and shook her head. Then she let her mind drift in every direction. Within seconds minds started to touch hers. Then

she noticed that a small life form seemed to be coming from her stomach area. Thinking that it must be a stray ant or insect she looked down at

her stomach. It was bare.

Cold gripped her. Under her breath she whispered three spells for finding and identifying a life form. The life came from inside her own body.

The species of the life was unmistakably elf. Again cold gripped her when she realized what had happened. She and Eragon had made the first

elf child in over 30 years.