Chapter One
"Lilly, Run Now!" the dark haired boy said as he shoved me to the ground. The flaming sword that was aimed right at my head was now aimed at his. The wobbly man had no sign of remorse. The Boy yelled at me to run. So I did."
I woke with a start; I've been having similar dreams for the past few months. It all started on my birthday when Garrow gave to me the bracelet that I had arrived with, I had thought it had been destroyed. The reason Garrow took it from me was that he did not want the guards of Galbatorix to think that a poor farm girl stole it from someone. But on my 17th birthday he thought it was safe to let me have it. I knew it was late but I had to talk to Roran. For the past months he has been helping me decipher what my dreams mean or if their memories. The only thing we have discovered is I can do magic. He said I have to keep it a secret from everyone including Garrow, even though it caused me pain to do so.
"Roran are you awake, I need to speak with you." I said this in an almost inaudible whisper. I saw him stir and then move up in his bed and shake his head. I walked in and sat down on his bed, it took him a minute to rub the sleep from his eyes.
"So what was this one about?" I didn't want to tell him I was embarrassed but I had to. "Do you want some water you look thirsty?" He just looked at me then stated, "Stop, staling and just tell me." He looked a little agitated but I knew he would not throw me out even if he was mad at me; I was his little sister or so to speak. "Well I was in this room inside a huge castle, there was a boy there we were running around playing something, then this very tall dark man came in with a flaming sword in one hand and a drink in the other. He started yelling and then the next thing I knew he threw the flaming sword at me and then the boy pushed me down and yelled at me to run." He looked at me with a slight smile on his face as he stated.
"Well this is a new one compared to the black dragon ones, or the ones of a man and women fighting. Lilly I think these may be memories because if you think about it that would make sense. Why else would your mother send you away with her best friend, to be raised by a man she does not know, or an uncle that has been forgotten? Then to get you out of a bad place before you get killed like that little boy." He was looking at me with a sincere seriousness in his eyes. I just sat there the boy he died I could not remember. He could not have died it did not feel that way to me, No he was alive out there maybe waiting for the little girl to come back, maybe? If they were memories then how come I did not recognize any of them I did not even know any names? How could they be memories that I could not remember. I started thinking rather hard, and then something came to me I looked down at my bracelet. It was a beautiful silver cuff with one red and one green gem swirling around each other. I had seen It in one of my dreams the boy was in a mass of fabric and he handed it to me but not as I am now, my hand was much smaller and much paler.
"Shh, I hear someone at the door." We got up and walked to the hall and heard Eragon and Garrow talking. I left to go back to my room so that they would not know I was up because Garrow would ask me questions if I was not sleeping. It was better if he did not ask question then I did not have to lie to him which hurt much less than the other. When I got back in to my room I slipped into my bed as soon as I relaxed I was asleep.
Within the next week we worked hard to get everything done as fast as possible, because I had a bad feeling a huge storm was coming, the next day after we had finished a huge storm rolled in just as I predicted, and we realized that the traders may not come this year which is no good thing at all. The next few days we were stuck inside for almost the whole day only to go out and feed the horses but that was not enough time for any of us. I was having more and more dreams each night as if something was drawing nearer and nearer every passing second. On the ninth day I made Eragon go and see if there were any sign of the traders and ten minutes after I sent him out, he came running back with good news that they were here. The next morning we had all the things ready to go to town before dawn. We headed out and it took us half a day to get to Carvahall. When we got there Garrow, Eragon and Roran all went to do there different things so I went to find a trader with a sword that suited me. I went from trader to trader and nothing, that's when I ran into Brom.
"Brom how are you it has been a while hasn't it." He just smiled at me and gave a nod. " I was wondering if I could borrow one of your many books seeing as I have ran out of my own to read." I gave him my biggest smile.
"I can give you a few seeing as I do have some to spare." He said this with and laugh and a smile. We had a short conversation after that then I had to head off to Horst's house to help Elaine with dinner. When I entered I ran straight in to Albriech. As he was helping me from the floor he started to laugh at me and I did not know why. "Well why must we keep meeting like this, Roran might just punch me if I bruise his sister." He said this in between chuckles. I under stood what he meant, every time we saw each other we never actually saw each other at first. We always ran straight into one another. "Well if you would just look where you were going things like this would not happen and you would not be endanger for your looks." I was smiling and laughing as Elaine came in to see what was taking me so long.
When we had finished dinner, we all went to hear stories from the traders, instead it was Brom. He was telling a story of the king and how he had became king, including a bit about the Dragon Riders. It was the most intriguing story I have ever heard from Brom even though I swore I had heard it before but not in the same way. In my head something was different. Maybe I was different. After the story I went up to Brom and wanted to see if I could get those books we had talked about before and he agreed. I gathered them from his tent and went back to Horst's. Garrow and Horst were still in conversation, I was so exhausted that as I sat down I fell asleep. I awoke to Roran laying me onto my bed, as soon as my head hit the pillow I fellow asleep again. That night I dreamt of a black and a red dragon, and a boy who protected me from and dark man.