Eragon has killed Galbatorix and the war has ended with the Varden victorious but Eragon is faced with numerous burdens and responsibilities and Arya is not helping as she is faced with her own inner demons. Eventual Eragon/Arya. I know the summary sucks real bad but please tell me what you think about the story.I have actually restarted the story and now onward to the adventure that is unfolding in alagaesia.

Time is my enemy' thought Eragon as paced past the many stone pillars hardly stopping to marvel the beauty that would entrance many a mortal. Behind Eragon was Sapphire blue dragon of gigantic propositions with wings nearly twice its size. Saphira padded as fast as she could behind her rider without causing any lasting damage to the walls and pillars. 'Aye' said Saphira across their mental link, 'If we tarry too long this fragile peace may be broken much to the elves dismay'.

'The people of the empire do not trust us…Galbatorix has played his game well. It will be very problematic for us and the next ruler to control lands as large as this and the people who seem to hate the elves and the Varden so much 'said Eragon worriedly .

'If anything this means more problems and more responsibilities for the both of us'said Saphira wisely. Eragon acknowledged this with a twitch of us his eye nothingmore

'This was not unexpected at all, Master Oromis predicted all of these things to come'.

It was only yesterday when the city of Urabean was in a festive mood celebrating the downfall of their king. But today after such exhilarating celebrations where dwarves, elves and humans danced as friends victors and comrades, a somber silence hung over the city today, a silence that could only be broken by Swords and Blood. Eragon paused catching his breath( the palace was huge), His head still hurt from the hangover but his elven body allowed him to adjust a whole lot quicker than most of the poor souls who still remained in bed too sick to get up. The master rider and his dragon were on their way to Nasuada's Chamber as his immediate presence was required.

'Isn't my presence always urgent and immediate' said Eragon harshly. 'Patience little one' counseled Saphira even though she seemed to share his annoyance. Eragon and Saphira yearned to rest their bodies but as leader of the new order of dragon riders of Alagaesia they were not allowed such pleasures.As he paced deeper into the palace that resembled a cavern, he could feel the presence of the dead king's magic, a strong taint of magic that cannot be removed save by time.

'Do you…? Began Eragon, '

'Aye little one. I can feel it too'.

'It feels strange……a kind of feeling I have felt before' told Eragon ' I can't seem to remember ………'.

'It smells of Durza' snapped Saphira her body emanating waves of cold hatred. A small flame flickered at her snout as though she would burn anyone who even utters those words.

'Yes it does' spat out Eragon. His body rhyming his dragon's with ferocity,hatred and anger. 'Galbatorix was thought secrets by a shade…Galbatorix used the magic thought by his foul master.

'I knew Galbatorix was evil… first the vault of the souls and now this… I never knew he would stoop as low as to use shade's magic.

'Hmm……'muttered Saphira 'We must contemplate on this …new revelation when we are not so hard pressed for time.

'Aye, I agree we must think on this new matter… not now though, not when we are………Oh never mind' Biting his lip as his brows furrowed in thought. Saphira gave a small chuckle at the unfinished thought, for she could read it from his mind. 'Let us go little one'

'Aye'.

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