Pel
Evan awoke in a queenly room. She glanced down at herself and realized she was dressed in a gaudy nightgown. Startled, she jumped out of the bed and scanned the room; it was ornately decorated. The pillow was of down goose feathers and the comforter was just the same. A window with a balcony flooded the room with light. She was happy for the moment and felt pampered, and then she remembered Murtagh and depression hit her hard. She staggered for a moment and then sat back down on the bed, her head in her hands. A tear trickled down her cheek.
Questions flooded her mind almost instantly after that. What had become of Eragon and Julius? Where exactly was she? She remembered the events of the night before (or was it just last night?) but did not know what happened after she passed out. She racked her brain, but as hard as she tried she couldn't remember. Then, she noticed a man at the door, Pel, from the night before.
"Evan Elf, you have been summoned to the king's court for a word. He asks that you wear those garments," he said pointing at a ravishing dress, "You re to join Lady Julius in fifteen minutes." He said, bowing once more. Why was he now being polite?
"Excuse me, Pel is it?" she asked.
"Ouë" he said. She recognized it as the dwarf language and wondered how he knew it.
"What would your last name be?" she asked.
Pel seemed startled, "Why Meril, Pel Meril at your service"
Evan grinned, "Yes and where be your homeland?" she asked.
"Why, Aganwaz Village, in the Hardarac Desert. What is the reasoning for your questioning?" he seemed more startled than annoyed.
"Were you married?" Evan asked?
"Yes! Now why do you ask such questions?"
"One more question. Did you have any children?" She asked.
"Yes three. Julius was our oldest; Gabe was the middle child and my only son. The youngest was named Jessie." He said mournfully.
Evan laughed. Why did he deny Julius last night when he has the same history as her? "Then why did you deny your daughter last night?" Evan practically shouted in excitement.
"That was not my child. My children and my wife were murdered." He said passionately.
"No, by what you've just told me, Lady Julius is your daughter. I have traveled with her long. She has become a sister to me. She has told me much about herself and her past, and I doubt that it's a coincidence that you have the same family, lived in the same village, and have the same fate."
"Oh! Get dressed!" he snapped, "I'll come for you in ten minutes.
A/N Sorry, it's so short! I'll get the next chapter up ASAP