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Posted 27 May 2009 - 08:18 PM
Please tell me all my mistakes I will try to correct them. After I get some reviews I'll debate whether I should keep going or not.
Chapter 1 is under you
Chapter 2: Fun Before the Funeral
Chapter 3: Him
Chapter 4: Old Memories
Chapter 5: The Funeral
Chapter 6: Outsmarting a Dragon
Chapter 7: Unwelcome Arrival
Chapter 8: Capture
Chapter 9: Together Again
Chapter 10: Explanations
Chapter 11: Understanding
Chapter 1: Catching up
It had been 3 days since the siege of Feinster, 3 days since Arya had slain Varaug, 3 days since his masters had died. It was all too much for Eragon to grasp.
Eragon was sitting in his tent in the Varden camp, thinking about all that had happened those fateful 3 days ago. He remembered his masters, Oromis and Glaedr, and all that they had taught himself and Saphira. He remembered his awe at first seeing Glaedr in Ellesméra, he remembered his sorrow at seeing the magnificent dragon's stump where his right foreleg had been, he remembered..
His meditation was suddenly interrupted by a messenger stopping outside his tent. As he rose to meet the messenger, he heard the boy ask in a combination of fear and awe "Sh-Sh-Shadeslayer?" Eragon grabbed Brisingr, strapped it to the belt of Beloth the Wise, and left his tent. "Yes," he asked? "Sh-Shadeslayer," the boy stuttered, "Nasuada wishes to speak with you. Thank you, I will be with her in a few minutes."
With that, the messenger, who was no more than a boy of 10 or 11 years old, ran away in the direction of Nasuada's tent. Eragon re-entered his tent, removed the belt of Beloth the Wise, Brisingr still attached, and put on a saphire-blue tunic. As he belted the belt of Beloth the Wise around his waist again, his eyes fell upon the fairth he had made of Oromis and Glaedr the day after their deaths.
The fairth showed the two of them before they left for Gil'ead. Oromis was atop Glaedr, with Naegling on his hip. Glaedr was standing tall, ready to take flight, his majestic body perfectly poised, and his scales were reflecting the last of the sun's rays. Oromis' face was shinning, and he looked younger, and more alive then he had in past years.
Eragon stared at the fairth for a minute, remembering the times before their deaths. With a shake of his head, however, he left the tent and began to walk to Nasuada's pavilion.
As he was walking to Nasauda's tent he saw Arya. She jogged up to him and asked him, "Eragon, are you going to Nasauda's tent?"
"Yes." he replied
"Then we shall travel together."
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Saphira was growing impatient with the Elves.
Saphira.
Yes Little One?
Do you think we should try to talk with Glaedr later?
No, leave him be. He is still taking the loss of Oromis very badly.
Alright.
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"Eragon, how are you feeling? I've noticed you have been distant with everyone since Oromis and Glaedr died." Arya asked. He grunted in response, still not wanting to bring up the topic with anyone but Saphira.
"Eragon, you must realize they died doing the one thing they have been wanting to do since the Fall."
"Aye, that is true," he replied.
"Well, Nasauda's tent is right up here, let's see what she wants."
"Eragon, Arya, I'm very glad you two are here today. As you know, we are marching to Belatona right now. However, Queen Islanzadí wishes to speak with you two. She should be coming into view on the mirror any minute now." Nasuada said
After waiting for what Arya figured to be 5 minutes, her mother appeared on the mirror.
"Hello Nasauda, Eragon, Arya." Queen Islandzadí said rather gloomy.
"Hello." They all replied in return.
"Eragon, as Oromis has always wanted you to be the lead rider when he died, I confirm you the Lead rider. Also Eragon, we wish you to be here to say a few words on Oromis' behalf at his funeral. It will be taking place in 2 days. I also want you, Arya, to come with Eragon."
"My Queen, you cannot expect Eragon to leave at this moment. He is our weapon against Galbatorix! You can't just let him go off to somebodies funeral!" Nasuada half yelled.
Eragon was furious. Once again, all he was was a weapon, the instrument against Galbatorix's downfall, and not Eragon, the human..no, elf, he corrected himself. Before he could say anything, however, Arya chimed in." Nasuada! Eragon is not a weapon! He is a normal person just like you and me! Doesn't he eat food like us so he doesn't starve?"
"Yes..."
"Doesn't he have feelings like all of us?"
"Yes.."
"Doesn't he drink water like us?"
"Yes..."
"Then we are to the conclusion that Eragon is in fact not a weapon but a human being?!"
"I think he's more elf than human, but point taken," Nasuada replied in defeat.
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Why is Arya defending me so? Eragon wondered
I don't know Eragon. Maybe she just knows the pain you are in from Oromis' death.
I guess.
"So Eragon, are you able to come to the funeral?" Queen Islanzadi asked rather politely.
"I can come to say a few words on behalf of my late masters." He replied.
"Alright then, do you think Saphira can get you and Arya to the Elves in 2 days?"
Saphira can we? It is a rather long trip.
Eragon, you know I can make it in a day! She retorted.
I know Saphira. He playfully replied.
"Yes your highness, we can make it in time."
"Then it is settled. Eragon, Arya, I shall see you two soon." With that she cut off the spell.
This post has been edited by Bjartskular Saphira: 28 December 2009 - 08:43 PM
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