Hey guys! Here's the fourth chapter (gasp, I knew expected to get this far) of Won't Say I'm in Love. Some Day My Prince will come is from Snow White and Heaven's Light is from Hunchback of Notre Dame. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Inheritance Trilodgy or any of it's charaters; they are owned by Christopher Paolini. Both Some Day my Prince will come and Heaven's Light are owned by Disney

Saphira sat on her couch watching TV.

"Board, board, board, board, board," she muttered flipping threw the chanels. Finally, she settles on a show called Snapped, in which how a woman planed the murder of her husband was described. "Ooo." She settled in and began watching the juice show of deceit, greed and murder. But soon the show wnet off and a romance movie came on. "Darn it." She said hitting the power button "I really hate romance right now.

"I mean, it was great that Eragon and Arya got together, but Eragon was my buddie. I could always call and talk to him, but he's with Arya a bunch. And Roran and Katrina have been together forever and now Murtagh and Nasuada have started to hook up. Ugh! I hate this right now. I suppose I could always….no, that would seen to forward." Saphira stood and went outside to her very lush back yard.

Sitting on the edge her pond, the moonlight dripping down on her. Frowning into the pond, she realized something. Laughing she said,

"God am I being stupid! I know that the right guy will come to me, I just have to wait a little bit. Patiences is a virtue after all." Smiling at her reflection, she hit the water before being reminded of a Disney song that fit this occation. Meh. Maybe Murtagh was right. All the same, she began to sing, "Some day my prince will come, some day we'll meet again." Standing up, she began to dance around, twirling about in her skirt, with an imaginary partner. "And away to his castle we'll go, to be happy forever I know."

As she twirled a bit more, she stopped to pick a fower and hold it to her noise. "Someday when spring is here we'll find our love anew. And the birds will sing, and wedding bells will ring. Some day when my dreams come true." She stopped back at the pond and looked at her reflection, but this time seeing herself all in white.

"Someday, when spring is here, we'll find our love anew," she sang softly, imagining a handsome red head dressed in a tuxedo next to her. "And the birds will sind, and wedding bellis will." In the pond they both leaned in for a kiss. "Someday…." They were nearly there, but all of the sudden, he dissapeared. "…When my dreams come true…"

Saphira let the flower drop into the water and stood, making a sqipping motion at her skirt. Just as she made for the door, she heard a twig snap in the thick folage of her back yard. With the moon as her guide, she stepped back into the middle of the small court yard and called out, "whose there?"

"Don't be aftraid, Saphira," came a familiar voice. "It's only me." Saphira felt her face light up in a smile.

"Hello me, whadda ya doing in my back yard?" Thorn stepped into the moon light, his face obsured by the hood that he wore. "Thorn? why are you wearing your hood like that?" She moved to take it off, but Thron moved back and grabbed her hand.

"Don't please Saphira."

"What's wrong, Thorn?" the bluenette asked.

"Nothing! I…I just don't want you to see…"

"See what?" Saphira moved closer again and this time, he didn't pull away. Slowly she reached, tugging his hood down. Thorn's eyes fell to the ground as his face was revealed to have a scale like appearance, making his face jagged and homely. "Oh Thorn, that's not bad! Espeacially since it doesn't happen all the time!"

"Really? You don't think so?"

"No! You still look just as handsome in my eyes." Thorn blushed.

"Thanks Saphira, that really means something." She gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"No prob. Now, do you want to come in and watch some TV or something?"

"Uh, yeah, but I dropped somehting I have to look for it really quick."

"Ok! I'll go get a flash light!" Thorn smiled as the bluenette wandered into the house to go get a flashlight. Softly, he began to sing a song that he remembered from childhood,

"So many times out here, I've watched a happy pair of lovers walking in the night." He stepped into the moonlit circle of stone. "They had a kind of glow around them. It almost looked like heaven's light." Throwing his hood he placed a hand on his scaley face. I knew I'd never know, that warm and loving glow, though I might wish with all my might. No face as hideous as my face was ever meant for heaven's light."

Then his fac lit up with a smile as he continued on thinking of the lovely bluenette, who never judged and never saw you for what you weren't. The one that he wanted to make his. "But suddenly an angel has smiled at me and kissed my cheek without a trace of fright." He hand moved to the stopped where Saphira's lips had brushed and moved across it gently. He swore that he wouldn't wash that cheek until he managed to kiss her on the lips.

"I dare to dream that she, might even care for me and as I ring these bells tonight… My cold dark tower seems so bright…I swear it must be heaven's light!"

Thorn looked up at the moon, quietly saying thank you for leading him here to gaze at his blue angel as she danced upon the moon covered stones. He thought of what she might taste like, warm and sweet, most likely, just like she was. He smiled at the thought and hoped that he would be able to kiss her soon.

"I found one!" Saphira exclaimed coming back out side. Thorn turned back around to meet her ocean depths. Smiling he said,

"I hate to have put you through all the trouble, but I already found what I was looking for." My courage, he thought to himself.

"really, what was it?" Saphira asked. Thorn reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny silver bell. Ringing it a little he heard her giggle and that made him smile. "Well, you wanna go inside now?"

"Sure, but Saphira?"

"Hmm?" she asked turning back, only to have her lips covered by that of the red heads. "Mmmm," she murmered softly as she wraped her arms around his neck. And under the pale moon's glow they stood, simple being with one another.

I get to wash my face tonight, Thorn thought.

Boys.

And I am kissing the most beautiful girl I know.

That's better.

No offence to anyone who's actually a guy. It's just, yeah, I think that it fit there. Anyway, next chapter, the boys will try and encorage Thorn to ask Saphira out, because they haven't gotten together yet. The chapter after that will be a flash back with Morzan, Brom, Garrow and Galbatorix along with extras and Arya's dad (I will look up his name, but for now I will be lazy) singing a girl worth fighting for.

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