She saw him brought into the castle. She had allways been treated well by the king, but when the new "prisoner" arrive, she had a feeling he would be the king's new favourite. When Murtagh is brought to Galbatorix he tas under the impression that he was the only one the king wanted to train. Boy was he wrong...
Just a short chapter to see whether people like it. My first Eragon fic, so be nice. Actally don't be nice. Flames welcome! I wanna get better.
I was preparing for training when the servant knocked on the door of my quarters. "Miss, the king wishes to see you in his throne room." I continued to dress. "Now." she said when i still did nothing. I sighed loudly. "Yes i heard you the first time. Tell him i'm on my way." The girl nodded and left. I peeled off my training attire and sat down to read, having no intention of actually giving Galbatorix the pleasure of seeing me obey a direct command. Suddenly i heard a rather loud commotion outside. I went to the window and glanced around. My eyes fell on the most attractive young man i had ever laid eyes on. He was struggling against two taller, bald men, who were dragging him into the castle. "Well, i guess i found out why that wretched king wanted me in the throne room..." i murmered to myself as i left my room. I definatly had to find out who that dark haired young man was.
When I reached the huge doors, i paused for a moment trying to hear what was going on inside. It seemed the king had just finished giving an order because i heard several sets of footsteps coming my way. The doors burst open suddenly, and the two bald men i saw outside earlier strode out with the darkhaired man in tow. I squealed and scrambled backwards to avoid getting trampled by the large men; they didnt appear to notice me, but the younger one certainly did. At first he just gave me the fleeting glare of a prisoner, but then he did a double-take. His eyes widened as he took me in, and a bit of color appeared on his pale cheeks. Just as suddenly as the change was there, it was gone, as was the man that beared it. I could understand him for gawking. I look rather out of place here at the Kings castle the castle. There are hardly any women living inside, and the ones that do are slaves. I'm...well, i'm treated with respect. I am the daughter of a Forsworn, though i hate Galbatorix with every fiber in my being. I swear, that wretched old man will never die. Anyway, now that the others were gone, Galbatorix had a clear view of me and beckoned me inside. I complied, wanting to know what was going on. "You wanted to see me sir?" i asked with feigned politeness. " Yes." the king answered seriously. "As you can see, we've accuired a new prisoner." The way he said "prisoner" made my skin crawl with dread. "He will be kept in the dungeons until his alligiance is assured. Until then, you may continue your training as planned, but when this man is readied, he shall become my new full-time student. When that happens i don't want you anywhere near the practice field or his quarters, is that understood?" I stayed silent throughout his whole speech, disbelieving it more every second. I lived for the brief hour everyday i was allowed out to train, and now he was going to take that from me? I cursed him in my mind, but said obediently, "Yes master." and it was done. I no longer wanted to meet the handsome stranger. I now loathed him as much as the damned king himself.