Chapter 2... Stars are out of this hell
It felt like the walls and the celling had caugh on fire around me and murtagh pulled himself away, screaming! I felt stranded and i pulled my open legs near me to protect myself. I felt sick and dizzy and my vision was blury. Noise filled my ears and it took me some time to see than the room was burning for real. Ennemis where around us and murtagh, who had had time to put his clothes back on, was fighting a strong, brown haired man. An other person with a face of legend aproched me and screamed at murthag :
- what did you do to her? Tell me what?
He looked angry and when to hit murtagh while he had turned away from his fight with the other man but then Murtagh fanished in a flash of somber magic that shone like flames burning a mysterious and dangerous gas. The man with a face of legend hit the air in frustration then turned my way and said, more to himself than to the others in the room :
- my, what did he do to you?
He then carefully aproched me and materialised a blanket that he then gave to me gently, saying :
- you can warm yourself with this, my poor child, i'll take you out of this hell then locked you in.
I took the blancket and wraped it around myself. The precense of this new man made me feel safe even if i was troubled at Murtagh's departure in such an odd way. I felt empty and unsatisfied, my legs trembling agains me, my private hearts hungry and damp from the end of something that was imcomplete. I felt safe but humiliated and stranded. They had taken away the first one to ever make my body feel free of it's prison but they themselves came to set me free... i didn't know what to think or do...
Soon enough the man aproched me and put a reassuring hand on my shoulder, and i felt the magic running through his body as he touched my skin. In a blow of light we were eslewere, in the candlelit room of a forteress more beautiful that i had ever dreamed to see one day.
-my name is Eragon, said my savior, and this is the Varden's fortress. You'll be safe here.
He then led me to a small bedroom with cadles, pillows and a confortable looking mattress. On it were resting a pile of clean clothes and warm looking blankets. He then walked toward the door and said to me before he went await :
-I,m going to get someone to take care of you. Everyting's going to be fine.
He smile, a nice kind smile but passionless, unlike Murtagh's had been. He left me alone and i remained movementless for over a minute. Slowly, then, i walked toward the bed and put on the clothes. It was a nice, flowy evening dress and probably the softest silk i ever wore in my life. As i finished putting it on, a tall woman knocked on the door but entered before i had time to answer. She was an elf and had black hair put up by a weird headband.
- Hello, she said, im Arya and I gotta take care of you know.
She semed cold and unhappy and aproched me like a predator. She helped me put the blankets on the bed and i was taking place in it when sudently the air became charged with electricity. A strange magic closed the door furiously and when i looked up to arya her eyes where filled with a dark and cruel desire. I sudently felt petrified by a fearful magic and the strong elf woman aproched me like a beast. Soon enough, her fine, spider like hands had emprisoned my frail, tiny wirst and she said in a low voice of aggression :
-how foolish will they be in the ways they trusted me? Bringing me to a devil only i knew off...
She was dangereously close to me and with only one hand held my fragile arms agains the wall. I was afraid and tried to get away but couldn't. Arya made her grip harder and one of my writst cracked. I screamed in pain but she yet came closer and whispered in my ear :
-i have you now and i will break you for making eragon what he is now...
Then she hit me in the face! And let go of my hands. I felt to the ground like my legs where breaking under me and i let out a faint scream as she leaned to reach my face with hears and said in a wisper :
- You never had the right to steel his soul from me, you little freak bitch!
Then she hit me in the belly with her foot and i spat out blood. I was hurt and terrified and she dominated my like the night dominates the dying day. Then she blasted me in the face with magic and i fainted...
- no, i said, he didn't take me against my will.
I felt tears of shame and wanting rolling against my pale, bruised cheeks like those of a stubborn child in search of desire.
- he had me at hello