DISCLAIMER 4 Most characters belong to Christopher Paolini, but Rewkri, Eliene, and Windin etc. are mine.3
Galbatorix, wake up!!! Jarnunvösk yelled in my head. We've been ambushed by urgals!
I leapt to my feet, reaching for my sword and was just in time to block a blade about to behead me. Jarnunvösk, are you hurt? I demanded.
Just a few scratches, she replied, but the others have not fared so well. Eliene and Windin are badly wounded, and Rewkri... She sent me a mental picture of a silver-haired elf, lying in a pool of her own blood. Rewkri. I felt my heart give a sudden jump. No, it can't be!
But she was to be my mate! I gasped. Of course, I hadn't gotten around to telling her that yet, but I always knew that she was the one for me.
Galbatorix, no! A battle is raging around us – there is no time for that!
But she might still be saved!
As you wish, Rixy.
I weaved through the crowd of urgals, jabbing and slashing. And there she was. Forming an invisible barrier to shield us, I placed my hands on her chest, and concentrated. All of a sudden, an arrow whizzed just above my head. Why wasn't my shield deflecting them? The arrows are enchanted! I realized.
And then, Rixy, behind you! I turned to find an urgal pointing his arrow straight at me. It pulled back its arm, and shot. Before I could react, Jarnunvösk leapt in to intervene, and the deadly dart caught her in the throat.
Jarnunvösk!!! I wailed, Don't die!
A wave of exhaustion, warmth, and love passed through our mental connection. It is my time, Rixy. Do not mourn me...