well here is the begginings of this story, i hope you enjoy and if you do please comment! it helps me post better and more often!
Arya's POV
she watched with tears in her eyes as the ship glided onward. as Firnen soared back to where roran was standing, she climbed from firnens grip up to the saddle and turned her back on the ship. they picked roran up and arya saw tears flowing freely down his face as he mourned the loss of his cousin. then she heard the sound of eregon's and saphira's keening and she felt a lump in her throat. a single tear ran down her face as they flew back to the dwarven cities. roran said to her, "i didnt really feel like he was going to go through with it until now. all the same it still hurts to know that he will never come back." she nodded and felt her vision go blurry and firnen screamed his grief into the night.
later on in Illirea
they landed in Illirea three days later. nasuada asked how the trip went and they walked up to her study. "i still cant beleive he left." arya shook her head. "he once told me of a dream he had when he first became a dragon rider. he dreamt of a ship, and how two dragons flew by in the sky." nasuada sighed, "he also told me that. i will always wonder how he managed to see the future in his dreams." "maybe we shood ask angela, she is the one that told him his future. she seems to specialize in it." nasuada gave a bitter laugh, and arya looked at her questioningly. "angela left with solembum a while ago, off to who knows where." she walked up to a cabinet and pulled out a drink and poured a glass for the two of them. "well i guess we habve a lot to do, your a queen, i'm a queen. its a small world." they drank in silence after that, neither one of them bothering to tell the other what they thought.
well there you go, i hope i didnt fail to badly at that. please comment, and constructive critiscism is always welcome!
Arya's POV
she watched with tears in her eyes as the ship glided onward. as Firnen soared back to where roran was standing, she climbed from firnens grip up to the saddle and turned her back on the ship. they picked roran up and arya saw tears flowing freely down his face as he mourned the loss of his cousin. then she heard the sound of eregon's and saphira's keening and she felt a lump in her throat. a single tear ran down her face as they flew back to the dwarven cities. roran said to her, "i didnt really feel like he was going to go through with it until now. all the same it still hurts to know that he will never come back." she nodded and felt her vision go blurry and firnen screamed his grief into the night.
later on in Illirea
they landed in Illirea three days later. nasuada asked how the trip went and they walked up to her study. "i still cant beleive he left." arya shook her head. "he once told me of a dream he had when he first became a dragon rider. he dreamt of a ship, and how two dragons flew by in the sky." nasuada sighed, "he also told me that. i will always wonder how he managed to see the future in his dreams." "maybe we shood ask angela, she is the one that told him his future. she seems to specialize in it." nasuada gave a bitter laugh, and arya looked at her questioningly. "angela left with solembum a while ago, off to who knows where." she walked up to a cabinet and pulled out a drink and poured a glass for the two of them. "well i guess we habve a lot to do, your a queen, i'm a queen. its a small world." they drank in silence after that, neither one of them bothering to tell the other what they thought.
well there you go, i hope i didnt fail to badly at that. please comment, and constructive critiscism is always welcome!
