Tell him that you and him are going to be married. Galbatorix's last words haunted Maya as she walked to Murtagh's room.

"What's wrong?" He asked, rushing to her side, noticing the pale sick look on her face.

"Damn bastard." She cursed.

"What did he do?"

"He wants us to get married." She collapsed on his bed and buried her head in the soft pillows.

"What?"

"I'm still in shock." Her strong voice muffled by the pillows

"What did you tell him?"

"I told him to lay off us, that we liked each other, and who knew where it was going to go."

"And he said he wants us to get married?"

"He told me that we are going to get married."

"I don't see what's-"

"Finish your sentence, I dare you. I'll tell you what's wrong with it. If Garjzla and Eragon catch word that the Empire's Amethyst got married, they will know you survived."

"Why?"

"Because they know I would kill any man who asked to marry me other than you." She rolled over and sighed, "Do you have your bow?" He nodded and handed it to her. She walked to the balcony and knocked an arrow. She released it and sighed as it ripped through an innocent bystander. She knocked another and aimed it at the guard standing on the wall in front of her. It went into his forehead, it's momentum carrying him over the wall.

"Is killing every man within bow range going to help us?"

"No, but it is making me feel a little better." She smiled at him and knocked another arrow, "Which one?"

"Farthest one away." The swing let out a soft twang and the distant grunt of a man dying reached their ears.

"Maya! Refrain yourself from killing my guards please." Galbatorix's voice rang through the house.

"Who the hell said I was just killing your guards? Oh! Can I have a week away from here? I want to be with my thoughts for a few days."

"After the wedding." She said every curse word in every language known to the world and knocked another arrow. She shot it at the nearest man, the arrow going through his calf muscle, "I said-"

"I didn't kill the man." She knocked another arrow and sighed when it missed it's target, "I need to think. I'll be back in the morning to deal with our situation." Anurin appeared at the balcony, in his talons a black leather bag and her weapons. She grabbed the bag and swung herself into the saddle. The purple dragon pushed his wings down and they disappeared from sight.

What are your thoughts on our latest problem, love? Maya asked, closing her eyes.

You have no one but yourself to blame. I've seen how much you both are willing to go though for each other, and I see no reason why you shouldn't be married. Anurin replied.

Head to the Spine. I just want to be with you. He turned into the direction of the woods. After about 20 minutes they reached a large enough clearing to hold them both. Maya sat at the base of Anurin's neck, her brown eyes reflecting the pale light of the sky.

What are you thinking about?

I have a wedding to plan, whether I want to or not. The dragon laughed and land his head down, What are you thinking about?

It's only been 18 months since I hatched for you, and look where we are.

The opposite end of where we started those long months ago. She opened her eyes and ran her hand down his deep mauve scales, And as bad as it's been, I wouldn't change anything.

Me either.

Long day tomorrow, we can head back at dawn.

As the first light of a golden day spread its fingers through Murtagh's room, Maya was already there, sitting in a chair, watching the sun rise. The soft moan of the bed moving lighted her face with a smile.

"Good morning." She said softly.

"As good as morning can be." He mumbled.

"Galbatorix dropped a pair of rings off when I came back." She picked up the two gold rings. She slipped one on her ring finger while he put his on his middle finger, "Also your symbol." She picked up a smooth ruby laid in a gold ring and handed it to him. She picked up a thin short chain with a eloquently cut ruby and placed it in her ear next to the amethyst gem, "And the bastard wants to speak with us." He moaned and went to change. She let out a sigh and smoothed the front of her dark sapphire blue dress and stood up. Murtagh walked out of his bathroom dressed in the same color tunic and black pants.

"shall we?" He held his arm out for her. She smiled and wrapped her arm around his. The pair walked down the long corridor connecting their wing of the palace to the throne room. Galbatorix watched them walk in, a violent smirk on his face.

"good morning, Murtagh, Maya." He said.

"Good Morning." Maya said, "You sent word to me that you wished to speak-"

"Come here, both of you." They walked up to him and noticed the 2 people on his other side, "Maya, I trust you remember the tailor."

"Sadly."

"She is going to assist you in planning the wedding. This is the man in charge of the flowers, anything you like best?"

"Orchids." The couple said together. He nodded. The Tailor grabbed Maya and walked off in the direction of a pallor.

Let the fun begin. The bride-to-be said, laughing.