Chapter 1: Morning, Mourning, and Planning
Eragon sat down on his cot and just wanted to forget all of the events that happened over the last few hours. However he could not, and he knew he would never. Saphira sat next to him, and the sapphire blade Brisingr was within easy reach.
Little one, I know you are sorrowful, but so am I. We must concentrate on the task at hand, at Belatona, and not grieve too much. Oromis would not have wanted it.
I know, but we are now alone.
You know we are not.
Yes, but how can we change that we are the only rider and dragon that are free? Only Galbatorix and Murtagh are the last riders other then us, and we only have a weak chance of defeating them.
She nodded and released a puff of smoke from her nostrils. For several moments neither of them spoke while Blődhgarm and the other elves guarded them from the outside of their tent.
They heard a rustle of cloth and metal behind them and they turned to find Arya, Nasuada, Angela, and a few other officials. A pair of dwarves carried a big and seemingly heavy package. Eragon rose, but Nasuada waved him back down.
Soon Eragon and Saphira were engaged in a tactical discussion of what they could do to win Belatona. Angela proposed using poison and other vile methods, but the idea was soon abandoned. Nobody could come up with a real method of taking the city other than taking it with force. However the talk soon ended as a young messenger walked in and addressed Nasuada.
"My lady, we have received a report from some of our scouts. They say that the city of Belatona will be willing to surrender to us if we can beat their champion."
Nasuada smiled. "Excellent. When we defeat their champion we can further advance into the Empire and save many lives."
"Yes, but what if it is Murtagh and Thorn? Galbatorix would have made them strong enough to defeat us and besides, it can’t be a normal soldier. Galbatorix would not have allowed it." Eragon hoped it would not be so, but if it was, he would try his best to defeat them.
Nasuada frowned. "I know, but we must try. We cannot allow them..."
Eragon interrupted by saying "Nasuada, may I speak with you alone please?"
She waved the officials out but Angela and Arya stayed. "Nasuada, I have a plan. There is a way to have Murtagh and Thorn join our side. We could change their names in the Ancient Language and have them..."
Nasuada sighed and put her hands on her head. "Magic...Eragon, just do what you need to do. I will provide you with everything you require. Arya, what do you think?"
She rested her green eyes on Eragon. "I cannot decide. I would rather them killed, but they could do more for us alive."
Nasuada breathed a sigh of relief. "Very well. It is decided." She got up and left with the others. The dwarves left the package on the ground.
Saphira, what should I do?
Don't ask me, Eragon. I would rather tear him to shreds, but you wouldn’t.
For the first time Eragon tried reaching out at Glaedr.
Master, what should I do?
You must make this decision on your on Eragon. I would not trust him, but this is up to you to decide.
But...
Glaedr fell silent and refused to speak anymore.
Eragon sighed and tried to think of a plan to separate Galbatorix from his Eldunari, but he couldn't.
So that is it. What do you think?
This post has been edited by ShadowFire44: 19 October 2009 - 07:52 PM

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