The routine was set after my second day. As Oromis said, the first thing I did was the Rimgar, then spar, and after I would study my ruins. Sometimes Morzan would be with me, and sometimes I was alone. For a strange reason I was never with Brom, which made very curious, though I never picked up my courage enough to ask him. There was only one time that I sparred with Morzan, and it was terrible. He killed me. Not literally of course, though I wouldn't put it past him. Morzan disarmed me in seconds, the longest I lasted was just under one minute, and I didn't land a single hit on him. It hurt my pride more than I would admit.
Vascar also grew. After a two weeks of training he was outside training with Glaedr since he was now large enough to be seen by the larger dragons and not be stepped on. This just caused more concentration issues for me since I now had to listen to both room and Glaedr at the same time. There was a point when I started getting there words mixed together in the same sentence so I didn't know who was talking and what they were talking about.
Not only was a routine set in for training, but also for Galbatorix and I. After almost every training session we would fly up to the shelf overlooking Ilirea and sit there until dark. He spoke no more of his vision of the future, and I did not bring it up. Our conversations were light and carefree, sometimes we did not talk at all.
Vascar and Jarnunvösk would also communicate, and even though he did not yet speak, I could feel Vascar drinking in every word she said. As if preparing for when it would be his time to speak this tongue.
After a month and all was going smoothly, I finally decided to do something that was making me guilty for some time. I wrote a letter to my parents, with a lot of help from Oromis, of course. It went:
Dearest mother and father,
I hope you are well. I have arrived safely in Ilirea, and there are no words to describe its beauty. Maybe someday you could visit and experience it yourself.
But, the real reason I am writing this letter is because I wanted to apologize. I am so sorry for disobeying you, yet I'm not. This has been the best choice of my life. I am sorry, though, for leaving without saying goodbye. I regret it now, but we both know you would have tried to stop me, causing nothing but grief. One day, I hope for you to visit me, and meet my newest family member, my dragon Vascar. He is a part of me, my missing half, and I sincerely hope that you can be introduced to each other some day in the near future.
If you do not respond, I will understand, but if you choose to keep contact, there is much for me to tell you. And I just wanted to say, I love you.
Sincerely, your daughter,
Talia
Oromis gave it to his most trusted runner who departed for Daret immediately. I was worried they would be too mad to respond and I would just have to fly to them, when Vascar was large enough, and visit them myself. Though, I did not think they would take too kindly to that.
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'Ugh I just don't get it!', I shout to Vascar as I laid on my bed, struggling to read through the scroll rolled out onto my pillow. My eyes were getting droopy, seeing as it was the middle of the night, causing the ruins to swirl together even more than usual.
Sending me a consoling thought, Vascar climbs up on top of my bed and lays down next to me, his head dropping onto my lap. It was actually a lot harder to sit in the bed with him now. His shoulder was about level with my elbow and I had to slide to the end of the bed to accommodate his bulk.
Taking a break from reading, I start to scratch the hollow place in his neck where, one day, I would be able to ride. I couldn't wait for that day as his humming rang through my mind. But, it could not last, for I had work to do. Oromis had told me to read this scroll by the time of my lesson tomorrow. Stopping my scratching, and flattening out the paper of the scroll, I go back to deciphering the jumbled ruins.
'Why can't I do this Vascar!', I finally burst out after I get stuck on a word for about ten minutes. Instead of sending me the normal consoling thoughts like he usually does, he lifts his head up and looks me dead in the eye. Blue into gold. I start to question him, until something loud and clear rings throughout my mind.
'Talia.'
All I could do was stare in shock. Vascar..... Vascar had spoke! His voice was a medium tone, deeper than Dagshúro's but higher than Glaedr's. It rang with authority, pride, and wisdom.
'Vascar! You- you spoke!'
'Yes.'
'We- we must go to Oromis immeadiately! Come on!', I excitedly shout jumping out of bed and dashing through the door. Vascar meets me at the bottom, and together we start running to Oromis's private study.
With all the thoughts swirling in my head, it seemed like we reached Oromis's study in no time. I plan to knock on the door, but don't get the chance as the door swings open as soon as I lift up my hand.
He looks shocked to see me, which is what I would expect since I did just show up on his doorstep in the dead of night.
"Talia, what are you doing here?", he asks, his eyes wide.
Deciding to cut right to the reason I was there, I pant out, "Vascar! He- he spoke!"
His eyes go, if possible, even wider as he turns to Vascar and says, 'is this true?'
'Yes Oromis-elda', Vascar says, dipping his head slightly.
A strange emotion flashed in Oromis's eyes as he turns to the both of us and says, "you are both excelling quickly, very quickly indeed. I am glad, to have chosen you as my students."
I could not help the feeling that rose in my chest and now I understood the emotion in Oromis's eyes, because I was experiencing it too. It was pride.
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