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The old princes (In Eragon's world)

It is the story of the heirs of Eragon and Elidor, one of the royal family of the elves the other heir of the wild dragon king. Follow their adventures and see Alagaësia from another point of view.

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The name of a dragon

I sit against a tree because my feet are starting to ache. We've been walking for several hours now in search of water. My pretty and scary little mouse comes to rest next to me and I giggle a little when he bites me as punishment for this mental nickname, he seems to hear my every thought, it must not be pleasant for him.. .

As I rest my legs, I stare at what I can see from the sky with all those towering trees and think of names that might satisfy a dragon.

Egan looks tired, a baby shouldn't be so active but he's a dragon so I'm not really sure about him. I absentmindedly rub his head from his muzzle to his first spine and relax to a background sound of purrs.

*20 minutes later*

"What do you think of Glaurong , it sounds good and it gives the impression of power! »

*Sigh, "No? Alright, so Volos ? »

"If no name that comes out of my mind is good enough for you I can call you brother." It means family. It is what we are after all. » I point at him and then at me when I say the word family to try to make him understand the concept

I scratch my head, it's starting to get painful and then I take out all the suitable names I thought of during our break that goes through my head.

"Arad! Draco! Obsidian! Egan! Hiryur! Irad ! Al…

I stop when I sense his approval. It's a relief, I thought he was never going to agree to a name.

With a smile, I ask him "So Irad ? »

" No ? Hiryur ? »

" Sooo Egan? his approval hits me again.

His enthusiasm makes me laugh. "Nice to meet you Egan (a purr answers me), me it's...

I am … "

A long silence follows my sentence.

Bitterness burns in my throat and I clench my throat as I try to take long breaths through my nose in an attempt to suppress the feeling.

" Brother "

I jump at this voice that resonates so much in my head. " You can talk ???? »

" Brother "

Not being drowned in my own bitterness, this time I understand, he sent me the memory of my speech, it's my own voice that I hear, it seems that he has found another way to communicate with Me.

He sends me again the memory of me offering him the name brother since we now have a family. Overwhelmed by my emotions, I put my knees on the ground to put myself at his height and take him in my arms, a deep purr answers me.

"I won't let you leave me again, a family should always be there for each other. »

I allow myself a few seconds in this position to calm my emotions which are amplified by the emotions of Egan's Drag….

When I let go of him and step back he mentally repeats to me in my own voice "Brother" and I nod.

"Very well, you will call me Brother"

I still watch his reaction to my words but he doesn't look at me anymore, he raises his head, sniffles and growls.

Alerted, the tension returns to me immediately, I get up quickly and ask "What's going on?" »

Inspiration comes by itself at the beginning of the story and I've had some time available these last few days. I therefore take this opportunity to provide you with a few more chapters. I know I do a lot of description and that slows down the story, but that's how I like to write. Too much description makes reading boring but too little detrimental to immersion.

Do not hesitate to give me your opinions, if they are relevant or if there are good ideas, they could influence this story.

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