A/N: Well, I saw the four reviews that I loved and I just had to thank them somehow, though I fear that I may loose that small few when I post this bad chapter. I just finished it and I am so tired that I am having trouble keeping my eyes open. Well, enjoy it or hate it.
Chapter 2:
At Galbatorix's words the whole table went silent...then...Angela was on the floor laughing so hard that after a couple of seconds her face was red.
No-one saw it however because seconds after Angela hit the ground everyone else followed, all except a still pale Murtagh who was trying to keep his thoughts on anything else but the fact that their was a very beautiful elf woman sitting on his lap.
After the laughter subsided, albeit with the very frequent giggles here and there, everyone had their eyes glued to Arya waiting to see what she would choose.
After what seemed like an eternity she stood up, walked over to Eragon who had suddenly lost all thought of laughing in the face of someone who could punch through a wall with impunity, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, dragged him to his feet and kissed.
The room was deathly silent as they watched the pair, Eragon with his arms by his sides, his finger's twitching and Arya, holding onto his collar with her left hand and with her right curled into a shaking fist.
Finally, after a couple of minutes Arya eventually broke the kiss and, immediately after, brought her fist up and everyone winced as it connected with an audible crack. He went flying back and his Saphira's side and slid down to the floor, unconscious and with a large grin on his face.
By this time Saphira was laughing so hard that the ground started to have small tremors.
After Arya had seated herself again she turned to Galbatorix and said vehemently:
"Truth or Dare?"
The icy tone of her voice made even Galbatorix look scared out of his wits and, with no more than a whisper he replied:
"Truth."
Looking disappointed that she couldn't vent her anger out on someone she frowned before her vindictive smile returned and she said:
"When did you first get laid."
The whole city suddenly experienced a massive earthquake as Shruikan fell onto his side, his roaring laughter shaking the entire room. All the while Galbatorix looked uncomfortable. He replied with a grumble that no-one heard. Then Arya said:
"What was that Galby', cat got you're tongue?"
Ignoring the hiss from Solembum Galbatorix spoke in a loud, embarrassed voice:
"I...um...I was...a...never."
The room joined Shruikan in his mirth and the king chose to sink lower into his chair and he pulled his crown lower to hide his red ears.
When the laughter had subsided he spoke in an unemotional voice to Nasuada, saying:
"Nasuada, Truth or Dare?"
She was about to reply when a very impatient Izlanzadi jumped off of Murtagh, yelling:
"Finally, was I the only one counting? Were you all just content to sit there and let me suffer silently?"
No-one spoke, they all knew that if they had had their way she would have been sitting there much longer than she had been. Not receiving an answer she stormed back to her seat and glared at everyone at once and being a queen she was a master at it.
Then Nasuada spoke up:
"I choose Dare." She said it in a small voice but after the Trial of the Long Knives she was prepared to go all the way and do anything to prove she wasn't weak. Nothing he could say could make her think other wise...
"I Dare you...to go...INTO THE CLOSET WITH MURTAGH!"
...except that.
She was speechless, she glanced over at Murtagh who was blushing the same shade as the dragon he was glaring at. Said dragon kept letting out small snickers that sounded like boulders over gravel to everyone else. Before she could complain to Galbatorix however Murtagh stopped his glare-off for a second and said to old Galby':
"What Closet?"
Nasuada was now panicking, he really didn't want to go through with it...did he? No, she would never do it! He was the enemy, but he became their ally 30 minutes ago...He killed Hrothgar, but look at those strong arms of his...
"I accept!"
I yelled it just a bit to loud and now everyone was smirking at me except Murtagh who was looking at me with a look reminiscent of wonder. He wasn't expecting me to go through with it? Did he feel the same way about me?
All of these thoughts rushed through her head so fast that she didn't really notice it when Galbatorix raised his hand, flicked his wrist and a door appeared in the wall about 10 meters away from table.
She didn't notice when Murtagh got up and walked over to her.
Her breath caught however when he placed a hand gently on her shoulder and she nearly jumped. He offered her a hand with a lopsided grin on his face, half expecting her to punch him in the face. Therefore he was surprised when she got up and, without hesitation, grabbed his hand and speed marched him to the door. They stopped only when Murtagh ran ahead to open the door for her, then they disappeared inside, closing the door with a click.
After that little scene Galbatorix raised a hand an an hourglass appeared in the centre of the table, the sand falling slowly and soundlessly to the second chamber. He spoke up:
"Now, in the instance where the person just dared is not present to continue, a dare card shall decide for us what the next dare shall be."
So saying he reached inside his robes and pulled out a bottle full of fael'nirv. He launched it into the air with magic and it stopped about three feet above the able and started to spin.
The room was deathly quiet as everyone watched the bottle slowly spin to a stop, right on Nar Gharzvog. The large Kull seemed to consider for a little while before seemingly making up his mind. Raising his head and bearing his throat, he looked to Saphira and said:
"Truth...Or Dare?"
Saphira wasn't long in coming with her answer:
"Truth."
As if he had gotten just what he wanted the great beast of an Urgal raised his head ever higher and proclaimed:
"Do you love Solembum?"
Her sides rumbling in laughter she replied:
"I love him as a friend, nothing more."
Gharzvog sat down again and Saphira hummed with delight at it being her turn. She slowly turned her head to Thorn and, projecting her thoughts to the whole group, asked him:
"Truth Or Dare?"
"Dare, nothing scares me female!"
Her lips curving into a draconic smile, she replied:
"I Dare you to say you're honest opinion about my personality and the shape of my body."
Everyone except Arya, Izlanzadi and Galbatorix smiled, they had met a dragon when angry, but they had never met a furious female dragon and they knew that they didn't want to.
At her question Thorn realised just how close he was to having a very early death and he knew he shouldn't have taunted her, he also knew that Saphira's most noticeable aspect about her personality was her pride.
He thought carefully when he replied and just before he did, the three people in the room that knew Saphira well prepared to run.
"You're mind matched you're spirit, headstrong and cocky, while beautiful and seductive. As for you're body' -He paused here to pointedly look at her before continuing- 'I have the same instinctual knowledge and memories that you do and I must say, in this world or the old world, you would have and are the most beautiful dragoness, in this world or the next."
Saphira appeared speechless, she had always thought that Thorn had despised her for having what he didn't, but hearing those words she knew that she had been foolish and, looking into his eyes she saw that he had meant every word.
She took a step closer to him, careful to avoid flattening a still unconscious Eragon, and said:
"Really? What am I to you?"
Without hesitation Thorn took two long strides towards her so that they were nose to nose and eye to eye before replying:
"You are as the sun and the moon, the stars and the sky and the lightning in the storm. Everything that you are is beautiful to me and if I could I would make you happy until this world is nothing more. I love you Saphira Bjartskular!"
When he had finished his speech he stood stock still, waiting to see what she would think of him.
He was startled to find her nuzzling his neck, her sapphire scales clashing brilliantly with his ruby ones, and as he watched the dragoness he loved, he knew which jewel he preferred.
Then, from underneath Saphira, a startled voice exclaimed:
"Ahhhh, the sky is falling!"
Thorn would have happily sat on him right then and there.
A/N: Okay, I am sure that I have mis-spelt something but I don't know what...
Review Acknowledgments :
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Well, so ends another Chapter (those of you taking a breath of relief can get out).
Till then...
No One-Liners!
