A/N: This is a story started by Masih I'm just finishing it! Just like in Masih's bold is for what Brom sees when he's using a spell and italic is what he's thinking. I would recommend you read the first two chapters first then continue with mine. Enjoy!
I tossed and turned in my small bunk. The thought of Eragon and the large rat haunted me. The improbability of it was overwhelming, but still… I shook my head. The last dragon was the king's. There
was no possible way… I paced, thinking. If Eragon is a rider then Galbatorix will know of his existence. I knew if he was a rider that he should have been taken to the Varden immediately. Again I walked to
the bowl and whispered, "Draumr kopa,"
Eragon was in the woods building a shelter while a deep blue dragon watched on.
I blanched, my worst fears confirmed. Eragon was a rider, destined to be hunted. I cursed under my breath, Galbatorix would know by now. I knew what had to be done. I gathered supplies and threw
them into a sack. I would wait as long as possible, the boy deserved that much.
A/N: Okay so this chapter is short because it's a tester. Just to get your feedback and the author's. Tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.