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Welcoming

Arya woke up before Eragon did. She turned her head so she was facing Eragon, and she watched him sleep. He looks so peaceful, she thought, and she laughed as a little snort escaped his lips. As she slid is out of his arms, he immediately awoke and seized his sword. When he realized that it was she who slid out of his grasp, he put down the sword and rubbed his eyes. "Last night," he began, "Was amazing. I have never felt so great in my life."

Arya blushed at his comment. "I wanted to make it feel good." Eragon just grunted and got up from the bed and put on his usual clothes, and then sat down on the far end of the bed. Arya noticed that he was thinking hard, so she got up, still bare from last night, and walked over to him and sat down on his lap.

"What's troubling you now?" she asked. "No one saw you come into the city, right?" he asked. "No one saw me and Firnen." she replied. She thought he would be happy, but instead his face grew darker. "Then no one knows you're here. You were supposed to arrive today. What will people think if they found out that you arrived yesterday and you did not come see them? They will think you are a horrible Queen, neglecting your duties. And they will think I am selfish when they found out that you were with me."

Arya never had thought of that, and that presented a problem indeed. "So, what do you plan to do about it?" she asked. "Me!" he cried. "You were the one who caused this problem! If you never lied to me this wouldn't have been a problem in the first place!" She just looked at him and said, "So…" and spread her palms out. Apparently that was the wrong answer. Eragon got up and threw off the covers, and strode out of the room.

Arya turned to get dressed when she heard steel being drawn in the direction Eragon went. She heard someone shout "Deyja Drottning, Deyja!" and Eragon shouted back "Dauth eom du ren eld jeirda!" Then abruptly, a blinding blue light lit up the whole main room of the house. Arya, still unclothed, ran out into the room to see the intruder on the ground dead. She ran up to Eragon. "Are you all right?" she asked concerned. "Aye, I'm fine. Nothing that my wards couldn't handle. But the intruder was not the major problem." "Yeah you were almost killed! He was trying to kill you, that sounds like a major problem to me!"

Eragon looked her in the eye. "Arya, he said 'Die Queen, Die.' I had all the members of this island swear oaths of fealty to me and you. Not only did the magician try to kill me, he broke the oaths, which would kill anyone who did in a matter of seconds if they were broken. Also, he was able to breach the borders of the tower, and the city for that fact, which are both warded. Arya, someone from the inside has been letting people into the city. We have a infiltrator in the city." Arya considered it for a few moments. "So, you are saying someone is spying on you and the city?" "Yes." he responded, thinking deeply. "But why?" "How about you get dressed first before we talk more about this." Arya then realized she was still naked. She blushed. "Of course."

While Arya was getting dressed, Saphiria contacted him. Little One! You were attacked! Are you hurt, because if you are I will hunt down however did it and will personally tear them from head to toe! Eragon put on his sword back in its sheath before he said, I'm fine Saphiria, but we got much bigger problems that this proves, much bigger. She sounded confused when she responded. How so? Eragon explained everything he did to Arya, and then waited for Saphiria to answer. This is bad, very bad. Is there anything we can do? All we can do Saphiria is try to find out who are enemy is so we know what we are going up against. From what I can tell, he said, It looks to be a human. We will have to be on the lookout for anyone else who could be a threat. A person with even the littlest anger towards Arya or me will have to be dealt with as a threat. Then Saphiria said, We will have to talk to Blödhgarm about this. Yes, but not now or at the ceremony. Perhaps later. Tolerable, but we will talk more about this.

Right at that moment, Arya came out of the room, dressed in a dark green dress that matched her green eyes. "So," she began, "How are we going to go about dealing with this? We can't just tell the people. Who knows what other people might try to do when they find out that we have a spy from who knows where is in the city."

"You mean you can't tell the city. Have you forgotten already? You arrive today. That's what everyone thinks is happening, at least. You can't just come up the city council and say. 'Hello citizens, I've been here for a day already, slept with Eragon, and discovered that we have a spy in the city because someone already attempted my life today.'" Arya flushed. "I would have taken out the sleeping part."

"The point is for now let's focus on how we can get you to look like you arrived today. Do you have any suggestions?" Arya shook her head. "Well then, I guess we are going to have to use magic then. Now we could make you invisible, but one of the spell casters in the city might detect it. We could then instead use…" and Eragon went off talking about ideas for her fake arrival.

While Eragon talked Arya review his ideas, which were some good ones, she had secretly already decided on one from the beginning. "Eragon," she started, "How about we just go to the ceremony and let people wonder why I didn't fly in? No one will ask, they would be too self-conscious too, and they can think up their own reasons."

At the end of her suggestion Eragon's face lit up. "That's actually a good idea." "Thanks," she responded. "I'm surprised I didn't think of it myself! Okay, when do you want to go?" Arya looked out the window at the sun. "You said the ceremony was at twelve? Very well then, we shall go now." "I will call Saphiria so she and Frinen can come pick us up."

Arya just got out of the bathroom when she heard Eragon call from the main floor. "Arya! Let's go!" "Give me a minute!" she responded back. She ran to the chair where she put down her stuff and drew out her sword, Támerlein. After putting the sword on her belt she rushed down the stairs to be greeted by Firnen.

Good morning Arya, Firnen said in his deep voice. Good morning Firnen, she responded back. Saphiria turned to face her. Hello Arya Shadeslayer. We have not seen each other for a while. Does everything go well for you? Arya started to saddle Firnen before she responded. It does go well. And you Saphiria? Saphiria looked at Firnen and then said to Arya, Everything goes well indeed Arya, well indeed. Arya heard Firnen start to hum and she knew he must have had a good night, just like her.

"Are you guys ready to go or do you guys just want to stay here and talk till we all grow beards like a Dwarf?" Eragon jumped onto Saphiria, easily a twenty foot jump, and landed on her saddle in a perfect swift motion. Arya, not to be outdone, tried to jump onto Firnen, a ten foot jump, and instead flew right over him and landed on the ground instead. She heard Eragon chuckle. "It took me a while to jump onto Saphiria that way, so don't think you can do it just yet. Why don't you just stick to climbing the saddle so you don't hurt or embarrass yourself, okay?"

Arya flushed angrily and climbed onto Firnen. Don't be irritated, Firnen said. You may be older than Eragon, and you may also be wiser, but you don't have the experience he has, and don't think you can do something he can. Arya thanked Firnen for his words, but she still felt angry at herself deep down inside for embarrassing herself in front of Eragon.

"Are we all ready?" Eragon asked. Arya nodded to Eragon and both Saphiria and Firnen roared, jets of blue and green fire streaming out of their mouths. "Then to the ceremony!" Eragon shouted, and Saphiria took off into the sky. Arya heard Saphiria say to Firnen, Catch me if you can you bird! before she took off. Firnen replied, You did not just call me a bird! and then jumped into the air and sped towards her. When they caught up to Eragon and Saphiria, Arya saw Eragon look at her and laugh in pure joy. Arya joined him as they flew towards the center of the city.

I have to ask Eragon, Saphiria said, Is it possible for us to ever go back to Alegasia at all? Eragon stared at Arya as she laughed and Firnen while he did certain flying maneuvers. Actually, I have been thinking about that for a while. I think we might be able to, but you can't tell Firnen or Arya about this conversation, or I can't tell you how. Saphiria thought for a while before she agreed. After Eragon told her, Saphiria turned her head to look off into the horizon before she asked, But why can't we tell them, Eragon? Eragon choose his words carefully before he responded. Because Saphiria, it might not be possible. I have only thought of it, and I would first have to consult Angela first. Let's not discuss this topic again until I find out if it may work, agreed? Agreed.

Eragon just then noticed that they were close towards the center of the town. He looked down to see the crowds of people, the Dwarfs, humans, and Elf's all in the town center right before the City Council and Auditorium building. He looked over his shoulder to see Arya's face in awe as she looked down on the city. When he saw her face, Eragon contacted her mentally. Is it not amazing? he asked. It took her a moment to respond. It is quite a sight Eragon! How long did it take to build this? After hearing the people cheer when they saw Arya and him flying towards them, Eragon responded. Well, we rebuilt the city from the already existingone, so it took less than a month. But only the Elf's live here. The Dwarfs and the humans built their own towns. You have seen nothing. I will have to give you a tour later. Arya turned her beaming face towards him. I would be honored!

They descended into the city and then they heard the full force of the crowds roaring. When they were less than a hundred feet away, Saphiria and Firnen roared simultaneously, fire spilling out of their mouths. Eragon turned to look at Arya before he said, Draw your swords on my cue. When Arya nodded Eragon turned his head back to the crowd. They were now almost fifty feet away and coming in at a ninety degree angle. Are you ready? he shouted to Arya. Absolutely! she shouted back. Now! Eragon shouted as Arya and himself drew out their swords. "Brisinger!" Eragon cried and his sword lit up with blue flames. Arya shouted "Kveykva!" likewise and from Támerlein's blade green lightning emerged and enveloped itself around the sword and made sharp crackling noises.

The crowd went insane and cheered even louder. Saphiria exchanged a private conversation Firnen because when they were twenty five feet away from the ground. Saphiria went right and Firnen went left around the City Council building and they meet on the opposite side of the building and switched directions and routes. They then flew back towards the front and then flew straight, to which they then flew up, did a flip, and flew back down towards the building and then they each landed in one of the two big spots in the front of the building. The crowd went hysterical. The Dwarfs bashed their hammers on the ground and the humans with the Elf's danced and jumped up and down.

Eragon looked at Saphiria curiously. And that took you two minutes to plan? he asked. Firnen and I came up with it last night, she said sheepishly. We both like to make an entrance. Eragon smiled and then whispered "Brisinger." and sheathed the sword once the flames died out. Did you know Arya's sword could do that? he asked Saphiria. How should I know? she retorted. You have spent more time with her than I have.

Eragon jumped off Saphiria's saddle as Arya did off of Firnen. Then the head of the City Council, Blödhgarm, came out and said in a powerful, loud voice to Arya, Firnen, and the crowd, "Welcome Arya Drottning, daughter of Queen Islanzadí and King Evandar. Welcome our Queen!" And with that the crowd went up in a roar that only Dragons could have matched, which is exactly what Saphiria and Firnen did as they roared with the crowd.