Pretty Self explanitory, came up with this while talking to two friends... had LOADS of fun writing it!!! LoL!!! Please Read, no critic please as this is not an actual story, just a random funny one so it's not really meant to make sense. Enjoy!
Ten Ways to die that Galbatorix didn't think to protect himself against.
Chapter One: Death by Egg.
One morning as the great and almighty King Galbatorix, holder of all things knowledgeable and ruler of the Empire was having his usual breakfast of bacon, eggs, sausage, toast, cooked tomato and fresh orange juice (juiced by his many servants) something odd occurred. One of his many terrified yet loyal servants brought in a piece of parchment.
"My Lord, this was left at the door to our castle." The servant said, his tone puzzled as he handed his most feared King the letter.
Galbatorix frowned at the paper, and being the wise King he was, checked the letter for any sort of curse or spell that may have been left on it. Finally concluding that there was no curse, Galbatorix took the letter and began to read. As he progressed through the letter his eyebrows steadily rose higher. It read,
Dear King Galbatorix
I am you arch nemesis Eragon. I realise we may have got off on the wrong foot (hence the arch nemesis) however I am hoping that we can sort this out like gentlemen instead of acting like a couple of children fighting over a toy. I wish to apologise for all the insults I made to you – all though you probably do not know about them – and would like to politely request that you let my older brother Murtagh as I am quite fond of him and do not wish to fight against him, I would also greatly appreciate it if you did not try to kill me, Saphira or my cousin Roran – as I am also fond of him, her and my life.
Saphira and I would also like to let you know that terrorizing your people is not the best way to make them like you… let alone abide by your laws. Maybe if you were a tad bit nicer you would do better.
I would like to propose an arrangement. If you perhaps be a little nicer, and stop trying to kill and rule the Elves and Dwarves… and me and Saphira as a matter of fact, then I will stop trying to oppose you.
Yours Eragon.
In shock at what the obviously insane boy had dared to write to him, Galbatorix had forgotten to chew his egg properly and promptly began choking on his egg. By the time any of his servants realised what was going on Galbatorix was blue in the face and, sadly, dead.
Murtagh felt the bonds upon him break loose and without wondering why, took the chance to escape – meeting no resistance on the way – and with a skip in his step took thorn and went to find his younger brother. After all, Murtagh was quite fond of him.
The next morning the papers read: Breaking News! Galbatorix Chokes to Death on Soft Cooked Egg.
