Wassup! I haven't updated in a while so I finally have it here. Enjoy!
The next morning Eragon quickly sped through the camp to the center where King Orrin resided in. As he reached the royal tent he saw through an opening the state of the inside. The entire interior was a mess. Paper littered the ground, broken furniture was scattered around a lone figure sitting in the center.
The king's figure looked rather pathetic. The king was dressed in his royal clothing but they had lost their cheerful and, well, royal look. The king's eyes were red from weariness and tears. At the moment he was crouched over, asleep.
Eragon walked up to Orrin and tapped him on the shoulder, "Orrin, are you awake?" Eragon felt a little stupid to be saying that, Of course he is! But with his touch the king started to arouse from his rest. A yawn bellowed from his mouth and the king began to stretch. When he opened his eyes he saw Eragon above him.
"Good morning, Orrin. I believe you know why I have come,"
"Eragon, yes I believe I do," The king got up and wiped his face. He got up and began to place everything in order. Eragon decided to help so with a quick spell everything got back in order.
"Yes," he sat at his newly set up desk, "thank you for being here when you could,"
"Ah, yes, I am sorry for not being there when you needed me. I had an interesting meeting at the time,"
"I understand, but that's in the past. Let's talk about the matter at hand. Such as, the location of my daughter's imprisonment. Where could she be? There are a number of places such as-"
"She's in Urubaen," said Eragon with a tint of sadness in his voice. The king was greatly shocked by this information. He sat down slowly, seeming to imagine the horrible tortures she could be experiencing,
"Urubaen," said the king, tears began to well up in his eyes, "of all places, why that evil place?"
"That's the same thing I thought, sir." Eragon said, rather quietly.
"It cannot be helped. Urubaen or not, my daughter must be saved. Who knows what Galbatorix can do against us with her? That shouldn't and will not happen,"
With that Eragon and the king began discussing the plan to save her.
A/N:
(The discussion would be too much dialog [I also can't think of what to say], so I skipped. I'll explain what happened later) :)
"Are you ready, Saphira?" asked Eragon as he packed the last of his things for the journey.
No, no! After the two hours you spent packing I never got ready… she said with sarcasm.
"Okay, so are you ready? "
She growled in annoyance. Eragon smiled. "I'm only joking,"
Be careful with who you joke to. Sahpira launched up with all her might and began to soar across the plains, north to Urubaen.
A moan escaped a girl's lips as she woke up from a deep slumber. "Where am I?" she asked as she surveyed her surroundings. She noticed the room she was in. She was expecting to be in a prison, but in fact, she was not. The room had the elegance of that of noble family. The bed was covered with red velvet of intricate design. Tapestries hung on the wall displaying what seemed to be events in history. Molded furniture was scattered around the room. Despite the look there was a small piece of prison: the windows were barred.
"Well, well, well, the princess is awake!" said a voice at the door. A tall man stepped in, equipped heavily with armor. "How was your sleep?"
"Who are you? Where am I?" demanded the girl. She began to get up but a hand was pulling her down.
"I am Talgor, captain of the king's army; and you are in Urubaen, Grace,"
Alright, thanks for reading I hope you enjoyed. But, this chapter will be the last short chapt. in a while. The next ones will be much longer...I promise. XD