Hatching a Plan

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Chapter 15

                Eragon tip-toed out of his room and down the hall towards Eva’s bedroom, careful not to step on any creaky floor boards. Unfortunately, his foot landed on one and the sound carried across the hall much too loud for his liking. He stood still and listened to his surroundings, but no noise came from any of the bedrooms, so he ventured forward once more. He opened Eva’s door as quietly as possible and  paced over to her bed.

                She looked so serene fast asleep in her bed and Eragon almost gave up on his mission to wake her. However, the thought of the creature in his bedroom kept him from leaving. Leaning forward, he gently shook Eva’s arm and whispered into her ear. A soft moan escaped her lips. She was in a deep sleep and the gentle approach was not working very well. Using a little more force and a louder whisper, he was finally able to wake her.

                Disoriented, it took her a few seconds to realize what was going on. “Eragon?” Her hoarse voice was loud in the still room.

                “Shh. I need you to come with me.” Eragon prompted. He tried to make his tone as cheerful as possible to not worry her, at least not until she saw why he had woken her.

                “Why? What time is it?”

                “I have to show you something. It’s rather important.”

                “Now?” She was very tired and wanted to go back to sleep, but Eragon would not let her.

                “Yes, please come. It shouldn’t take too much of your time.”

                With a groan, Eva managed to sit up. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. “Fine.” She followed Eragon back to his room and froze. The shock had heightened her senses making her feel more awake. “I’m not dreaming am I? That’s a baby dragon standing in the middle of your room.”

                Eragon felt foolish for not realizing sooner that the creature was a dragon, but he never let on to Eva that he was ignorant of that fact. “Ah yes, yes it is. That stone I found in the Spine was actually an egg, and well, it hatched.”

                “Obviously. What are you going to do? This is…” she trailed off, speechless.

                “I’m not sure. That’s why I woke you. I need your help.”

                “How can I help? I’m leaving tomorrow morning?!”

                “Shh. Keep your voice down.” Eragon whispered.

                “Sorry,” she replied. “Well, the first step is getting it out of the house and away from the farm. The best place would be in the woods.” Eva suggested.

                “I think you’re right. However, since it is winter, I may have to build him a shelter.” Eragon did not want the creature to freeze, nor did he want it to be a target for other animals. The dragon was still very young and he was unsure how strong it was. Until he had proof that the creature can defend itself, he would keep the dragon in a wooden shelter off the ground.

                “That’s not a bad idea either,” Eva agreed.

                “Good, then that’s settled.”

                “Aye, but now we have the question of food and then the chore of you raising him on your own. Will you even tell Garrow once my uncle and I leave?”

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