The Primordial of the Hunt Meets Eragon

Du Weldenvarden

Previously:
"I need to go with Roran after Katrina to save her from the Ra'zac," Eragon explained helplessly.

Can't say I'm surprised. He has a good heart and smart mind. Kind of like me if I'm honest.

I turned to Thalia. "This might be a while," I told her with a smirk, referring to the current argument. The second I said that, Arya and Nasuada immediately started to argue about the wisdom of his plan.

"I would tell you to be yourself but that almost got us killed last time," Thalia said as she embraced me good bye.

"When was that?" I challenged with a laugh and a quick glance over at the elf that would be joining us to Du Weldenvarden, the elf forest. He was eyeing my cousin suspiciously. I think he thought she would break me.

"Well," Thalia brought her hand to her chin and stroked it. Then she started listing on her fingers. "There was that time when-"

"Okay, that's enough," I quickly put my hands over her mouth to shut her up.

She moved her head and continued, "-when you followed Dr. Thorn, Bianca and Nico onto the cliff-"

"I said that was enough," waving my hand suddenly and saying a couple words in Ancient Creek, effectively shutting my cousin up.

Thalia tried saying something but I used magic to silence her, she couldn't say anything. Seeing as talking was impossible, she punched me in the gut, causing me to bend over, holding my middle.

"Lady Thalia, I would ask you to please step away from Rider Percy," the elf came up to us at amazing elvish speed and placed himself protectively between me and my cousin.

If Thalia were able to speak, I'm sure she would have cursed him seven different ways in Ancient Greek. As it was, she only slugged him in the gut too. Then she stomped unforgivingly on his foot where the ankle met the top of the foot. After that, she soundlessly shouted at him.

Laughing now, I immediately hurried over to my cousin and held her back from doing any more harm. "Thalia, calm down," I said, still laughing. I muttered a few words and she could talk again.

"Calm down? You want me to calm down when this tree-hugging son of a half-eaten troll wants me to back away from my cousin as if I would actually hurt you seriously? As if I even could-"

"I know, Thals, but you have to remember, he thinks I'm a fragile mortal," I whispered to her in Ancient Greek.

Now she snorted, looking at the elf that would be accompanying me. "Can I try something?" She asked in the same tongue.

"Sure-ow!" She'd elbowed me hard in the ribs, not taking her eyes off of the elf and smirking. "I think you've proved your point."

"I hope so," she growled at the elf. "Listen here, mister, I've been doing stuff like that to my cousin for ages and only broke something twice. I'm going to keep doing it so you'd better get used to it."

"Are you sure you're not an elf, Lady Thalia?" Arya said as she came up to the three of us with a smile.

"I will take that as a compliment," Thalia smirked at the dark haired elf playfully.