There will be a surprise after these few chapters. I have hinted it a teeny bit and I hope it is not too obvious.
NOTE: I OWN NOTHING BUT THIS PLOT. THE CREATOR OF ALL THESE CHARACTERS, PLACES AND ALL ELSE IS THE WONDERFUL RIDER CHRISTOPHER PAOLINI.
Arya and Vanir got the first egg out of the saddlebag and gave it to all three of them to hold. Arya and Vanir waited as the family of three handled the grey egg. The elven Queen and the ambassador were ready and willing to wait a few days if necessary. Soon, it was night and still the grey egg had not hatched. Arya and Vanir began to worry. The family were inside their tent, around the egg, and Arya and Vanir were outside, waiting patiently for some sign of success. Vanir saw that Arya was slightly shivering from the bitter cold weather and he used magic to summon a warm hut, a chair and a bed. Vanit then invited Arya inside. Arya sat on the chair, staring into empty space, still waiting for the egg to hatch. Outside, Firnen was curled protectively at the opening of the hut. Soon, Arya fell asleep in her sitting position and Vanir carried her to the bed.
The next morning, Vanir went inside Roran's tent and swapped the first grey egg with a second gold one. Arya woke up to find herself sleeping in a bed in a hut. It took a while to remember where she was and she ran hurriedly out of the hut. She leaped gracefully over the still sleeping Firnen and can to a sudden stop. Vanir bowed and held his hand up. "I have already swapped the grey egg with the gold one. Your Majesty needn't do anything."
"Why didn't you wake me up Vanir? I am Queen and it is my right to hand the egg to them. You do not have the right!" Arya shrieked. Vanir looked at Arya's brilliant green eyes. He did not flinch but merely said: "I did not want to wake you... your Majesty."
Arya strode into the family's tent and found them doing their usual things. She decided to enter Carvahall and visit Eragon's home as a child.
Firnen! Arya called. Frinen rose grumpily from his spot and he lumbered towards Arya.
Let us explore the place where Eragon and Saphira were brought up. Through their mental link, Arya could feel Firnen echo her own excitement.
A few minutes later, they had entered Carvahall. It was not as small as she though but it not up to date in terms of the structure of the buildings. Firnen hummed with happiness.
This place is good. Was all he said.
Just because Saphira once lived here. Arya teased. Firnen snorted but let the comment pass. They explored every inch of the place and she stumbled upon Elain.
"Oh your Majesty! Welcome to Carvahall." Elain managed to say at last.
"Greetings Elain. How is that baby of yours doing?"
"Oh Destr? Excellent! The boy is going to be like his father."
"May I come and see your house?"
"Of course your Majesty but... Oh! But I can only say that it's not finished. Its not as good as my Queen what you'd live in."
"No no. It'll be fine." Arya reasured her.
Elain led Arya inside her half finished house. during their conversation, Firnen had left for the Spine to hunt. Elain didn't notice Arya muttering all these words under her breath. But when she was done, the purpose of the spell was clear. Arya had finished building Elain's house for her. As she was a competent magic user, she was not exhausted but she did start yawning. After a while of Elain thanking her, Arya called Firnen back and he landed close to the new house. He thought that wood was too easy to break, so he touched his snout to the timbre walls and using dragon magic, her turned the house into solid gold, just as Saphira had done when she turned Brom's tomb into diamond. Arya and Firnen then left after reassuring Elain that it really was no problem.
It was getting late and they headed back to Roran's farm. She ate her fill from her own saddle bag that was kept on Firnen and she went to sleep on the bed.
Early next morning, she noticed that once again, Vanir was missing. She got up quickly and strode briskly out of the hut. She walked into the tent after knocking. She saw no egg at all.
Where on Earth was Vanir? Arya thought.
"Look behind you, Queen Arya." Said an altogether too familiar tone. Arya turned around and saw Vanir, standing with his feet apart, holding his hand up to show his gedwey ignasia. Crouched at his feet was the silver dragon.