Before starting I'd like to say a few things, after reading a few fanfics I noticed they were good but they didn't hit every character's life correctly, I'm not saying this will be any different but its a different view. The reason for the title is that its only used when wanting to show respect after an elven greeting.

For those who want to know what I am thinking during this story, I am a Fan of AryaXEragon so even if my writing may seem upsetting, know my heart is for them to be together, stick with me! I may use certain ideas from different writers but know that before I use them I have asked for there approval. Anyway no more blabbing here we go. Btw I do not own the Inheritance Series, although Arya…

Chapter 1-Mourning the Sage and Dragon

It had been five days since Oromis' and Glaedr's deaths. Eragon was sitting in his tent not wanting to move. Many had come to Eragon but Saphira would block the entrance and snarl. Eragon knew it was futile to blame their deaths on himself but he couldn't help it.

If only we had left with them instead of returning to the Varden. They would still be alive.

Eragon, we both know Oromis wouldn't have allowed us to follow. Saphira said with much despair in her voice. She knew why Eragon never left his tent; it hurt too much to see the death around them. His heart was so gentle. Feinster was captured by the Varden and due to Eragon and Arya; they were saved from Varaug the shade. Feinster however had been given a speech from Lady Lorana so the soldiers threw down there weapons and mourned for there fallen brethren.

So much unnecessary death, Saphira, why am I so weak? Eragon nearly shouted through there link.

Gently Saphira said, Eragon, you are not weak. As I have said before if you shared my love for battle then yes, we'd be unstoppable but also immoral. Little one do not think of yourself as weak. It is you who must stand strong I will help as much as I can…Eragon, someone is coming.

Who is it? Eragon had told Saphira days ago that the only person allowed in his tent would be Blodhgarm. He trusted Blodhgarm, and Eragon actually felt guilty about how he had treated the elf the past battle. He knew he should've had his guards with him. But he had been careless; because of this he'd almost lost Arya.

It is Arya, she says she needs to see you.

I don't deserve to talk to her, please send her away Saphira.

Eragon…very well but soon you will have to speak to her. I have developed feelings towards Arya little one, it hurts to send her away repeatedly. Eragon knew Saphira was right, but he almost had lost her. Tell her I see her later. Eragon was in no mood for company. He listened in as the most precious females in his life spoke.

I am sorry Arya but you can not see him now, he is still in his depression. He has promised to speak with you tonight at the festival Lady Lorana is holding for the Varden. He also wishes to tell you he is grateful for your compassion but he is not fit for company.

Saphira, it has been two days since even you have seen him. Blodhgarm tells me he is allowed entrance, why then am I not?

Eragon immediately contacted Saphira, tell her I promise all will be explained tonight, Saphira please? Eragon could sense Saphira's anger toward him, she scolded him. You tell her, I will not do your dirty work.

Eragon sighed then extended his mind to Arya and spoke in the Ancient Language of no lies. Princess Arya, I promise tonight I will join you at the festival and we will talk. I am sorry I haven't contacted you but my mind has been clouded. Please forgive me?

Eragon…I will see you then. He knew she was upset he had used formalities but she knew he would be there. He couldn't lie. She was furious as she stormed off, but Eragon said again in the Ancient Language, Arya, I am sorry. You know the closeness I had with them. There is a reason I have extracted myself from the world. I will answer all your questions and relieve your fears tonight. Will you forgive me?

He felt her ponder for a few seconds then he felt a strange emotion he later took as relief, Eragon there is nothing to forgive. There are things I wish to be explained but I will wait until tonight if I must. Eragon the reason I came to you today is because I know what happens when we dwell in death. You become…me.

And she was gone, severing the link. Eragon noticed the last words she spoke were very different then the relief he first felt. Eragon wondered the feeling then pushed it aside and said to Saphira.

I am sorry you feel as if you are doing my dirty work Saphira, I want to make it up to you, what can I do?

For one little one, Arya brought up a point, its been two days since I saw your eyes and saw your smile. Come outside. Eragon smiled the first time since he went into seclusion and walked outside. He ran to Saphira and hugged her neck. Within seconds he was on the ground pinned.

Saphira! What is the meaning of this!

Saphira's throat then made the loud noise of rocks grinding together in which Eragon had taken as laughing. Little one, I will never let you touch me again if you fall into seclusion like that. Now do your duty as a Rider and let us fly away from here. I grow tired of these annoying two-legs and pointy-ears. I wish for the skies, get on Eragon. Your mind normally clears when we fly.

Eragon laughed and ran up her protruded leg onto her back. Before she took off however he rubbed her neck in her favorite spot. She hummed then used her powerful legs to jump into the air. With three flaps of her wings she leveled out at a height where she and Eragon could still see everything on the ground easily. Eragon laughed his laugh he knew she loved. The laugh he used as she dove toward the ground, he whooped and yelled loud enough the entire Varden looked at him.

After hours of flying Saphira was at a level where the Varden couldn't see Eragon's face, he stuck out his tongue at them. Saphira laughed at his gesture. Eragon, what does that mean? Eragon looked baffled. I guess the best way to describe it is…uh poo on you I don't care what you say?

The next thing Eragon heard was a mix of Saphira's gurgling laugh and a roar. He figured she was just laughing harder at him but he asked, What in the world is that?

That little one was the funniest thing I've ever heard, Poo?

You know…dung.

Little one you are so weird at times.

Perhaps but Saphira I'm sorry I need to get ready for tonight. Thank you for this it truly helped.

Of course partner-of-my-heart.

She gently started to land next to his tent which he noticed had quite a few elves at it that he did not recognize as well as the one elf Eragon could stare at for hours and never be bored. Arya.

Eragon walked to her and greeted her with an arm clasped to his chest. She smiled then ran to him and embraced him. "Arya?" Eragon said bewildered.

"I'm sorry Eragon but you've been a no show the past few days I forgot how happy your smile makes me. Please don't hide it anymore" Arya said embarrassed. Then Eragon said, "Nen ono weohnata, Arya Drottningu. (As you will, Princess Arya) She smiled then nodded toward the elves he didn't notice and one he did.

"Eragon, these are our newest companions as well as guards, my mother sent them to us after Gil'ead was captured and they arrived today." She nodded to three male elves and one female who had stepped forward and said there names, "Turin, Elion, and Vanir you know. This is mine cousin, she is second in line after me for the throne Eragon, her name is Mirana."

Eragon noticed that Vanir was staring at Mirana so he whispered to Arya, "Does Vanir fancy Mirana?" Arya's face lifted to a smile just so slightly so Eragon could see, "Eragon elves don't "fancy" each other, but to answer your question I do believe Vanir has asked to be her mate thrice. She turned him down after how he treated you in Ellesmera. She respects you greatly, Eragon and has asked to talk to you, but she is also aware of Oromis' and Glaedr's deaths and will wait."

Eragon then smiled and said in the Ancient Language, "Thank you all for your service and protection, mine and Saphira's lives are in your hands. We are grateful."

Saphira added to his remark, well met Turin, Elion, Mirana, and you as well Vanir. May your swords stay sharp. Then she took off telling Eragon she wanted to bathe before the festival and suggested he do the same as he smelled of something fierce. He laughed and went into his tent leaving the elves to talk amongst themselves. When he turned around however with his clean tunic and leggings he noticed Arya sitting and looking at him.

"Arya, can I help you?" She turned her face down then said, "Eragon, I know you mourn for your masters but remember your duty. To help relieve suffering of the people, that is what tonight is for. Also be careful with Mirana tonight. She is...how do humans say this…a flirt?"

Eragon laughed and with an amused expression said, "Yes, humans call people flirts, why do you warn me?"

Arya's expression soured as she said, "Eragon, she is here because my mother knows the extent of her abilities and has sent her to help you with battles and emotional battles. Mine cousin is fun, but she also gets into trouble. Please Eragon, for my health guard your heart from her, as this will enrage Vanir and we don't need your guards upset at you.

With this her mouth turned to a scowl and Arya's nose turned to him and said, "You need a bath." Eragon noticed she was laughing softly as she left.

Eragon grabbed his clothes and soap then went to bathe, he returned to two of his newest male guards who laughed at him, when he questioned why they answered, "You have the cousin of the princess interested in you Shadeslayer." With that Elion nodded toward the direction he came from. He saw Mirana running off embarrassed. Eragon's face reddened around his ears and cheeks. The two elves laughed and walked with him to the tent.

Eragon sat with them a while in his tent. He found out two things about the two newest guards, Turin and Elion were both talented in many ways, sword play, magic, music, and sorts of knowledge and the other was that they were very young.

He then asked, "Are the Princess and cousin close?" With an upturned eyebrow Turin said, "Aye, they were the closest two elves could be before Arya accepted the Yawe. They were born about five hours apart. Arya being the eldest has been the more gifted of the two. However do not doubt Mirana's ability, Shadeslayer. She is the strongest in the blade besides Arya and at times she has been known to better Arya in magic. After the death of Faolin however Arya has become what you might call a recluse"

Eragon then said, "Alright two questions to you then we must leave for the festival. Why did you decide to be my guards and why do the elves send both there first and second in line to the throne here to the Varden?"

Eragon noticed Turin look at Elion and figured they were speaking to each other in there minds. This bothered him but he waited patiently. Finally Elion answered, "Shadeslayer, I apologize for not voicing my thoughts to you but the queen asked us not to tell you certain things. One of which was your first question, but we decided sense she did not make us swear in the ancient language to tell you. We wanted to join you because of Vanir. He spoke of you and we heard from Mirana that positions were open to guard you." Turin then added, "As for your second question, Mirana does what she pleases as does Arya."

Eragon then noticed a beautiful voice enter his head as Saphira said, Eragon, it is time to go.