Any of the bodies with the kings colours on them were dragged into a great pile and set and fire. The sky was filled the black smoke and the smells of a thousand burning bodies. Despite the fact that the Varden's camp was a mile away it still rained ashes.

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He stood looking out at the fast cloud of smoke that rose up into the sky. He averted his eyes and looked back down at the girl standing in front of him. She was approximately ten years of age. She had grown so fast, he had barely recognized her. Her blacked hair whipped around her head in the wind. Her violet eyes looked accusingly out at him.

He avoided her look. "You promised."

"I must help my brother. Katrina was taken by the Ra'zac. If I preformed the spell, almost all of my energy would be gone and I wouldn't be able to help him. You need to understand." He took her by the shoulders and looked into her eyes.

She pulled away. She cupped her hands and the heather coloured ashes fell into them. She curled her fingers into a fist and then spread them out again. The ashes had turned to dust and the wind carried them away. "A broken promise," she said without looking at him, and walked away.

He watched her small figure as disappeared in the hazy smoke. He sighed and then turned away.

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"Roran," Eragon yelled, as he ran to catch up with his brother.

"Yes?" Roran asked.

"Tomorrow night we should start the journey. It will take us about a week to get there."

"That long?" Roran said frowning. "Even on Saphira? I was hoping maybe a few days. I don't want Katrina to be hurt. It would be my fault." He left and yours part unspoken but Eragon understood anyway.

Roran stood and looked at Eragon. "Do you love anyone the way id o Katrina?" Eragon looked down embarrassed.

"I did," he said quietly. "But she didn't love me back." Roran nodded wisely.

"It was Arya wasn't." Eragon shrugged and turned his head away.

"I was infatuated with her. She was so beautiful and so different. I was obsessed." And still am.

Eragon took out a bowl of water and scryed Katrina. She was still alive. Roran took the bowl from and looked into it. He stared, as if bewitched at Katrina. She looked ragged but still alive.

"Tomorrow," he said as if dazed.

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Just as Eragon had expected there was a problem before they left. Elva was missing. She had taken a lot of food with her and a horse. Eragon couldn't imagine where she had gone and why. Angela was furious with herself for not watching Elva better.

"She said she was going of to gather some herbs for me. I should have gone with her," Angela said angrily.

"I tried scrying her but I couldn't find her," Arya said softly. "I don't understand how that is possible that is magic that she hasn't even learned yet and it is extremely advanced." She turned to Eragon. "Do you still have the necklace Hrothgar gave you."

Eragon felt around his neck for the necklace. It was still there. "I still have it."

"I am leaving today for the elven lands. I shall tell the queen of the latest developments."

" Maybe she didn't go of her own free will." Eragon said thoughtfully. "Maybe they want her as ransom."

"Why her?" asked Orik. He had been sitting on a rock watching the whole conversation with a great interest.

"Her dragon mark. God, maybe they thinks she's the next dragon rider. Maybe she is. If one of the eggs is hers and Galabotrix has her its over." Eragon frowned.

Angela looked upset. "Maybe they are the ones who cast the spell."

"Damn," said Eragon. "Could you find any tracks?" he asked.

"No," Arya said.

Eragon swore. "I'll search her compartment. Maybe she left something behind."

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He entered her room. It was dark and surprisingly cold. The inside was dark. He lit a torch that was on the ground. It cast eerie shadows on the wall. There were boxes everywhere. It surprised him greatly, how did she acquire so many things. He opened one of the boxes. It was filled with small gifts. Little statues and a few necklaces. He remembered the pile of presents outside her door and understood what had happened. The people of the Varden and Surda had given her many gifts. In the corner he found her bed. It was small and plain. On the bed was a sheet of paper. It read: "Uru' baen."

"Damn her," he yelled angrily.

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It was night. Eragon pulled the supply bags up and fastened them to Saphira's saddle.

Watch it, she snapped irritably.

"Sorry," Eragon said. He finished fastening them and yelled to Roran, "We are ready."

Roran walked over. He carried two hammers and a sword in his hand. He handed the sword to Eragon. Eragon looked morosely at it. It wasn't the same as Za' roc. He had gotten used to the sword. He almost, but no quite, missed it. He took the plain steel sword and stuck it into his belt. He emptied almost all of his energy into the diamonds in the bag at his belt.

"Lets go," he said weakly.

Roran looked warily up at Saphira's spiked backed for climbing up her side. He gingerly set himself down on the saddle. Saphira kicked off and they flew up into the night.

The journey during the night was cold and foreboding. Night was everywhere around them and Eragon could see nothing. It was good that Saphira could see, or else they would be lost. Somewhere above them a cloud moved and moonlighted floated to the ground. Under them they saw an empty blue wasteland.

Eragon shivered with cold. At such an altitude the temperature had significantly dropped. He looked down to see f there was any sign of life. None. He turned to look back at Roran. Roran looked like he might be sick.

"How are you doing?" Eragon asked teasingly.

"Wonderful, just wonderful," said Roran through gritted teeth.

Eragon laughed. "It takes a while to get used to."

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The sun broke over the barren desert adding a sort of fourth dimension to everything. The sun blinded them temporarily when its rays first hit them. The land slowly gained it colour and heat. The stopped to rest. During the landing Roran held on to Saphira with a death grip out of shear terror. Saphira seemed extremely amused by this and did a spiral in the air. They landed.

"God, are you trying to kill me?" Roran asked Saphira.

Saphira laughed. It was only a small spin.

Roran shuddered. "Is it always going to be like this?"

"Always," said Eragon and Saphira in unison.

A/N:

Hilos mates!

this is my first chapter! Wooot

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im sorry if the writing styles a bit bad

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anyways just a quick summary of what the story will be about: Eragon/ Elva romance, Elva becomes rider

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I have alternating chapters of eragon and elva and maybe Roran and that other guy whos name I forgot

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