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Chapter 8: Secrets Disclosed

Johanna covered herself with her blankets, abstractly looking at the campfire. She was lying on the ground, tossing and turning around, unable to sleep. The day's events, and being away from Ellëna was costing her too much. And being the only female around 5000 men wasn't helping either. At least everyone was asleep now. Or so she thought. Turning once again, she found herself looking into Murtagh's eyes.

" I thought you were asleep" he remarked.

" Yeah, I thought the same" she half joked.

" What's bothering you?"

" It's nothing, really" She avoided his gaze.

" You really think I don't understand when you lie?"

" Well it's just kind of everything. So many things happened the last two months... and I just started to realise them" She hesitated then asked "What about you?"

" What?" he asked surprised. She smiled.

" I said: What about you? What's troubling you?"

" It's nothing, really" he said, quoting her own words.

" You really think I don't understand when you lie?" she answered, doing the same.

" Very well then... I am trying to understand you" She blinked.

" Beg you pardon?"

" I'm trying to understand you. I haven't seen anyone like you before"

" Uh, thanks?" They both laughed. She closed her eyes, still smiling. " Goodnight Murtagh"

" Goodnight Joy"

And for the first time in those two months Johanna fell into to a dreamless sleep.

Just moments after her eyes close, or so she thought, she felt someone nudge her. She reluctantly opened one eye, and when she saw no light, closed it again. " It's still night" she murmured. " Let me sleep"

" Gladly I would, but, don't you want us to get there the fastest we can so you can see Ellëna again?" at the sound of his voice she jumped up, lost her balance and fell down again.

" Morning" she grimaced, getting up slower this time.

" Come on, hurry up" she hurried to her horse, wondering what time it was. Maybe I can sleep on it. Sleep is so much better when you don't see nightmares.She frowned. Why didn't I see nightmares? She shook her head. Without Ellëna there were gaps in her thoughts. What would she say? The girl wondered. Then she sighed. I know what she'd say: That I'm a fool for spending my time on being worried even when good things happen. She's probably right. That was so confusing. She was jealous of Ellëna some times. She was barely two months old and it was like she had an answer for everything. A sharp jolt brought her back to reality. She found they were now riding on rough terrain, and that Murtagh had taken her horse's snaffles. With an awkward smile she took them back and brushed her hair with her fingers. You're acting like those stupid scatterbrained teenage friends of yours, she rebuked her self. Guiltily, she realised that this was the first time she was thinking of her friends. The most you know about a situation, the easiest it is to avoid it, she remembered Mary saying. Ok, then, time to gather information. Wow I'm thrilled.

" Well what exactly is the point of this 'campaign'? It's not like Galbatorix couldn't crush every rebellion if he wanted to. He just needs to fly on Shruikan and it's over" Very diplomatic it wasn't, but it was the best she could do.

" Galbatorix might be arrogant but he's not a fool. He has no reason to put his or Shruikan's life in any danger as long as he has us to fight for him. And besides, the more the Varden fight him, the more people will start considering them as the bad guys"

" Danger? I thought he was absolutely sure of his victory and his ultimate power"

" His power is not ultimate yet. There's one more thing... one thing he needs to find" Murtagh's words seemed to come out uneasy.

" What would that be that he needs? He has two dragonriders, a dragon of his own and a few hundred Eldunari. He had a hundred years to put every kind of ward around him. What on Alagaesia could harm him?" she asked, her voice hasty, excited iby the idea that she might have found a loophole.

" It's... I can't say it. He made me swear in the Ancient Language... I can't think of any way around it" He said, almost apologetically. She frowned, staying quit for a while and then-

" What if I could guess it? Could you tell me if I had guessed right?"

" I believe that yes. But I can't help you in guessing. I'm not allowed to say anything about it" She breathed out relieved. Apparently even Galbatorix couldn't think of everything. She closed her eyes trying to focus. What could it be that would be more important than all the oaths Murtagh and Thorn gave to Galbatorix, what could fool those hundreds of wards, or resist the power of hundreds of dragons? It was about magic, that was for sure. Maybe some secret words of power, or forgotten spells? But Galbatorix already knew all these. She forced her mind to think harder, analyzing every word Galbatorix and Murtagh had told her, every word she remembered from the books. When she had almost given up, then it suddendy hit her. Brisingr- the Ra'zzac- He almost found the naaame. The Truue Naame.

All the pieces came together, and then she knew.

" He's trying to find the Name of the Ancient Language isn't he?" her voice was low, the voice of a convicted. Because if Galbatorix found the Name, then everything was over. Magic wouldn't exist, unless he allowed it. He would be to able easily guess Eragon's true name and force him to serve him too. Every oath the Varden members had given not to ever tell him anything wouldn't bind them. She almost wished her guessing was wrong. But she could never be that lucky.

" Yes, he is. And his very close to finding it, too" He sounded calm, but Johanna knew better.

" Great" she gibbed. "That's just great"

They continued their travel for days, and each one seamed like a century. And just when Johanna thought that she couldn't stand it another minute, and nothing could cheer her up, then the good news came. They were close to their destination, so it was time to call the dragons.

" Do you want to be the one who talks with Galbatorix?" Murtagh asked, not really hoping.

" Oh, yeah I'm dying to, I've missed him so much" she joked. The mere thought of seeing Ellëna again was enough to make her confident again. After leaving the sharp comment, however, she decided to actually do it. It wasn't really that bad. Nothing could destroy her happiness, not even her father, and the talk was really short.

The three next days passed too slowly, in Johanna's opinion, and when the day had finally come, she was sure that every minute was passing more slowly than a whole day usually did. But at last the moment she was waiting for arrived. She felt a familiar touch in her conscience and soon enough she and the dragon were one again. The girl searched in the horizon, trying to distinguish them.

Where are you? She asked Ellëna worried for a moment.

You really can't see us? We're very close! The dragon said playfully.

Sure enough I wouldn't miss two huge flying lizards! Where are you?

Here! Ellëna yelled in her mind emerging just behind her. It took Johanna several minutes to calm.

You scared me. She gave a better look at her dragon. Wow, you are huge.

Dragons usually are that. The girl rolled her eyes.

And how did you spend those wonderful days?

Training, training, and training again. Thorn's a little freaked out about the battle. He says that Saphira is better than him. She distinguished an annoyed tone in her partner's tone.

You're jealous!

I'm not.

Yes, you are.

No!

Whatever you say Ell. Where's you're beloved one right now?

Right above you. Johanna raised her gaze to see Murtagh and Thorn flying above them. As soon as they realised she was watching them, they landed.

" Something wrong?" Johanna said almost forgetting to speak out loud. Murtagh and Thorn gave each other a conspiring look and smiled. " Well?" she asked again.

Murtagh and I were just wondering if you and Ell had ever flown together. Johanna was surprised that Thorn was the one to talk to her, and the way he adopted her nickname she had given Ellëna made her smile.

" We have not"

" Well how about you join us and have your first flight?"

Ell? The girl asked, suddendy very nervous.

Are you kidding, let's do that!

I'm a little afraid of heights...

Oh, please. Johanna sighed dramatically and climbed on her dragon.

" Up we go!" she muttered. She closed her eyes and held Ellëna tighty as they took off and sailed in the wind.

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