Right now, this is taking place in Therinsford right after the war with the Urgals. Feel free to comment!
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Roran awoke to another day of work at the mill. Groggy, he pulled himself out of bed, changed into his work clothes, and left his house and headed for the mill. While walking to the mill Roran began to think about his father Garrow and began to grieve on his death, and the disappearance of Eragon.
He was only minutes from the mill when a stabbing pain suddenly invaded his mind. He
immediately dropped to the ground, cringing in pain. A barrier in his brain immediately went up, attempting to push out the intruders. Eventually the silent battle was over, and Roran collapsed on the ground, exhausted. He closed his eyes and then opened them again. But when he opened them, two figures were standing over him. Two figures in black, hooded, cloaks. The Ra'zac. Roran suddenly felt faint and lost consciousness.
Roran's consciousness slowly drifted back, accompanied by a throbbing pain in his forehead. It took him a few seconds to fully take in his surroundings, considering that his thinking was slow and he was drowsy. The walls making up his cell were all stone, except for the heavy metal bars, which were firmly locked. Roran attempted to get up off his bed, but he was too tired, and fell back down on top of it. For a few hours he continued to sit there, his mind sharpening, and his energy slowly growing, and he began to take in more detail. He was alone. No other cells surrounded him, and there were no guards in the hallway. What a strange prison. No guards and only one prisoner...
As he continued to take in his surroundings, a guard entered the hall, and approached Roran's cell. He slipped in some food, and then left without a word. Roran hungrily looked at the food, and quickly ate the hard loaf of bread. After finishing the bread, Roran felt suddenly drowsy again, and drifted back to sleep.
"Waaakee upp" sneered an unfamiliar voice. Roran slowly opened his eyes and saw the Ra'zac standing above him. Terror immediately struck him.
"Wha-what do you want?" stuttered Roran.
"Interrogation," replied one of the Ra'zac with an evil glare. The two Ra'zac roughly grasped Roran's arms with their clawed hands and dragged him out of his cell.
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Eragon pulled himself out of bed. It had now been four days since the war. The Varden were just now clearing out the last of the bodies. He changed into clean clothes and wandered over to the mirror standing in his room. He slowly pulled up his shirt and examined the scar on his back. Running his fingers down it, a small pain tingled his fingers. Concerned, he contacted Saphira.
Morning...
Hello little one.
The pain's getting worse...what should I do?
A concerned tone struck her. Maybe you should talk to Murtagh about this...
No, I don't think so. His scar probably doesn't give him pain like mine does...
Well, maybe one of the elves in Ellesmera can help you with it...
Yea, you're probably right. He then cut the connection, pulled down his shirt and headed out of his room in the infirmary.
On his way to the cafeteria for breakfast, he saw Arya walking down the hall, and then she came up to him.
"Eragon," she said, "We have to leave for Ellesmera sooner."
"How much sooner?"
"Tomorrow," she said, brushing her hair away, "You need to go to the next stage of training as soon as possible. We received a message from queen of the elves and they caught a spy from the Empire wandering around Du Weldenvarden. The war will be starting soon."
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Roran was dragged up hundreds of thousands of stairs. From the bottom of the dungeons to one of the tallest towers in what turned out to be a castle. Finally they reached a tower, where the Ra'zac sat Roran down on a chair, where they strapped him in.
"Why am I here?" asked Roran panicky.
"Beee quiett"hissed one of the Ra'zac. Roran sat still and did as he told, and then after a few minutes the door cracked open and a man walked inside. He was strong, tall, and obviously powerful. He wore a long robe that fell down to his ankles and a crown sat proudly on his head. It was King Galbatorix.
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Bum Bum bum! haha, I know this was a pretty short chapter but oh well, hope you guys liked it! Please comment!