Finally, here is the end of the story! Enjoy!

Arya's POV

Arya opened her eyes.

Sating up, she realized she slept in Eragon's arms.

A sensation of heat spread into her entire body, as she looked at him, still asleep.

Firnen? she asked.

She felt him moving against her mind.

Yes, Arya?

I'm sorry about what I told you yesterday. I didn't mean it.

It's okay, I know.

Thank you...

She sighed, and passed gently her hand in the rider's hair.

He opened his half-closed eyes fully, and smiled.

"Good morning, Eragon." she whispered.

"'Morning" he replied with a hoarse voice.

What should I say? she thought, it's like I've been ridiculing myself every day since he's here.

"Do you have some tasks to do today?" he asked, pulling her into his arms again.

I must talk to the Council, and write some reports to send them to Nasuada...

"...No." she answered, with just a few inches between them.

Her heart skipped a beat, while Firnen was cutting off from her mind to let her some privacy.

"So maybe... I was wondering if you could come with me to the Crags of Tel'naeir. I... I wanted to see again this place, where Oromis taught me so much, but I think I won't be able to go there alone..."

"I understand...I'll come with you."

He nodded briefly, thankful.

Her hand was against his torso, trying to keep some distance between them as he had his hands around her waist.

Her skin was burning under his touch.

I can't even breathe correctly, she thought.

"I guess I should prepare myself", she said, standing up.

"Oh.."

She retained a chuckle.

"What makes you smile?" he asked with an amused smirk on the face.

"You" she replied.

"Why that?"

"I'm off of your arms for just a couple of seconds, and you already miss me."

She realized lately the words she had said.

Horrified, she looked at him, waiting for a reaction.

Finally, he smiled gently.

"That's true." he whispered.

Her heart started beating faster than never.

Was she really so indifferent to him?

All those physical symptoms she had because of him were not a simply puzzling reaction, or phenomenon... It was more than that.

And...

She just loved the way he looked at her.

She loved this sparkle that waggled in his gaze when he put it on her.

She loved his hands.

She loved his smile.

She loved the way he looked down while saying the first words of a conversation, like ashamed to talk to her.

She loved this feeling of being important to someone.

She loved being loved by him.

Finally... she said to herself, finally I'm able to find what has been missing all this time...

I understand now.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Hum...Nothing, she answered smiling, I'm going to my room. I'll wait for you in front of the palace."

He seemed surprised, but he nodded and she left without a word.

Eragon's POV

She seems different, don't you think? Eragon said to Saphira.

I don't know. Firnen says that you changed something in her.

I'll ask her later.

Do you think it's a good idea?

Yes. She just... she slept with me, Saphira! She trusts me. She loves me. Maybe not the way I love her, but still... I'm the only one who can talk about it with her.

Well, just do what you know is good. But don't push her limits too far.

I won't.

He stood up, and went to the bathroom.

He freshened up himself with cold water, hoping he wouldn't catch pneumonia.

Then he got dressed, and moved out.

As told, Arya was waiting for him in front of Tialdari Hall, with her battle leather leggings.

She smiled when he arrived, and they just went silently to the Crags of Tel'naeir.

She was distant and precautious to not touch his hand or his shoulder.

"Arya..."he began, when they arrived.

"Wait, Eragon." she interrupted.

He closed his mouth, waiting for her to speak first.

She faced him, and said:

"Before we go, I just want to say that I think you and Saphira should stay here."

"... Here at Ellesmera?"

She nodded.

"I want to stay. And Saphira wants too. But sometimes, I'll have to go to Doru Areaba, or to Nasuada, and Orik."

"Then, you'll go. But what I mean is that I think you should stay with me."

He stayed silent, trying to understand what she meant.

Finally, he smiled and whispered:

"Are you sure?"

"Certain."

"Then, you already know what I feel about it."

"I want to hear you saying it."

He looked long at her, then said with an awed voice:

"I'll stay with you, Arya. And I hope you'll be happy with me."

She smiled gently, and he took her hands in his, pulling her to him.

"I'll do my best to relieve you from your duties and to alleviate your tasks." he added in a whisper.

Her gaze was piercing, penetrating his soul, and he knew she trusted every word he was saying.

"And I'll protect you during storms..." he ended.

"...Come closer." she ordered softly.

He left her hands to take her by her waist, and to push her against him.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and closed the gap between their lips.

The sensation was wonderful.

Arya's lips were so sweet on his, and he could feel her warm breath against his skin.

Her scent was pleasant and womanly, and fortunately, he had taken a shower just before.

Arya's POV

"I love you" she whispered when they parted.

"I know, he said, kissing her cheek, you said it in your sleep, remember?"

She smiled, amused.

"Elves don't talk in their sleeps, Eragon... I was awake."

And with that, she kissed him again.

Finally, she loved all the four seasons, winter included.

And they lived happily ever after :) Hahaha, Arya/Eragon is definitely my favorite couple. Please review!