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A/N; hi, this is my first fic. i hope you enjoy
Du Fyrn Skulblaka
Prologue
Eragon and Roran sat on Saphira as they headed towards Helgrind to save Katrina. She had been taken by the Ra-zac and had been imprisoned by them for the past few weeks. The dragon rider and his cousin had been traveling on Saphira for the past few days.
During their travels Eragon had not said a word but stared off into the distance when they flew or stopped for camp. Saphira was beginning to worry for her young rider he had barely talked since he fought Murtagh in the war. He did not show it but she could tell that Roran was worried to. At first neither of them had worried about him, but when Arya had walked into the room and he didn't blush she knew something was seriously wrong. Both Roran and Saphira had tried to make conversation with Eragon but had only gotten answers like 'yeah' or 'fine', and when they asked him if he was ok he would either say 'fine' or snap and start yelling at them.
It had been 2 weeks since the war and Eragon had found out about his identity. He hadn't been the same since he found out that Morzan was his dad and Murtagh was his brother. It hurt him so much when Murtagh chosen to serve Galbatorix as a rider, but when he found out he was family it made it that much worse. And then on top of all this he had taken Zor-roc.
Flash back
"Perhaps but before I leave,' Murtagh pried Zor-roc from Eragons hand and unbuckled Zor-rocs red sheath from his belt.
"If I have become my father then I deserve my fathers' blade. Besides its mine by birth right. It goes to Morzans oldest son not his youngest.
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As Murtagh flew off into the distance Eragon looked over to the battle field. The war was over.
A thought came over him.
They had won but he had lost.
End Flash Back