AN: Thank you beautiful people for all your reviews. It makes me feel so proud that some one actually cares for me …blows nose...

Now before I continue, I have to thank some very special people:

Gillywen: Thanks for the review. I know, I desperately need a summary. The problem is that I have none. I actually have somewhat of a vague plot so I'm not totally lost with this fic as some of you may assume. Once again, thanks for reviewing.

Ptrst: Wow, you are amazing. You actually took time to correct a lot of my grammatical mistakes. Cheers for you, Mr. Beta-Reader. I never actually had one review my work. Oh well, I guess I have to be more careful with what I write. And don't worry; there won't be so much romance between Esor and Godiva. That's why the genre is General/General, 'cause the story is general. PS-If you read chapter 2 again you will notice that I made some corrections and edited it, but it's pretty much the same chapter.

Irish Lady Knight: Go kiss my "buttocks" because you truly did waste your time. Buh-bye!

Meira Evenstar: Thanks! Now, here's my update but I'm not sure if it was soon at all.

T-demon: What?

tezike: Saphira is not so far away from this chapter. I don't know, she may even have a spot in this very here chapter.

Amlugofthelight: thanks, I had that in mind too. And oh, yeah, when I reviewed your story "Protector" I made a mistake to put Fredregar's name where it should be Nardagor's.

The Blazing "Blade": I like blazing sword better but sorry if I used it wrongly. Thanks for your review. And don't worry, Saphira's coming up soon. She might even be in this chapter!

Alright you guys, I'm not always going to respond to your reviews. I just felt like it today. Thanks for reviewing. Now on with the next chapter:

Chapter 3:

The Urgals were gaining on them until, finally, an arrow met its desired target. Nkeira let out a sharp, pained scream and fell. "Nkeira!"

Godiva panicked and then decided to jump after her sister, but Esor held her back.

"Let me go!" she screamed at him. "Nkeira, I'm coming!"

"You'll kill yourself that way!" he yelled.

"Then let it be!"

"No. I have a better plan".

Esor hesitated on what he should do next and then closed his eyes.

"That's your plan? To just stand there and meditate? That will do nothing for Nkeira."

Godiva attempted to jump below once more but an image caught her attention. A large black shadow loomed over her and she jerked her head up to look up at its owner.

Godiva was almost out of breath. What she saw was beyond her belief. A large blue dragon floating between the clouds came towards them. It then dived down beneath the trees. In a few seconds, the creature came back up holding a figure in its talons.

"The Seven Frozen Hells of Zendru!" Godiva was frozen in excitement. She still couldn't swallow what was just happening. "Nkeira!" she called.

The blue scaly dragon landed on a thick tree limb and placed the girl there. Both Godiva and Esor ran to it. Godiva immediately went to her sister and rested her thumb on her wrist.

No beating.

Godiva began to worry some more and placed her ears to Nkeira's chest.

Still no beating.

"No, wake up!" But it was too late. She got up to leave.

"Wait," Esor said. "I think I can help her."

"No, it'll do no good. Nothing can help her. If you dare touch her I will swear on Zendru's Hells that I will kill you!"

Esor ignored her warning and bent down to Nkeira.

He removed his left glove as Godiva watched him with curiosity.

He then placed his hands over the dead girl's chest and a blue glow appeared from it. Esor whispered something and in a few moments Godiva saw her sister's chest rising.

"Nkeira…" she said in disbelief. "But how did you do…Oh, Nkeira, you're alive."

Godiva wrapped her arms around her little sister as tears of joy sprang from her eyes but it was short lived as Nkeira quickly released herself from her grasp. Godiva turned around to see what the matter was and to her surprise saw her sister's hero fall unconscious.

Eragon! she heard the dragon scream.

It had been a week and still Esor had not woken up. Godiva began to worry frantically for his health, for his face grew whiter as every hour passed and his breathing shallower. He'd wake up now and then for a few seconds but fall back into his deep sleep.

I thank you for your hospitality, young one. The dragon said, Although I am still puzzled on your ability to communicate with me.

I too am puzzled but about your friend; I don't think he'll be able to hold on much longer. It's just so unbelievable that this here dragon rider has come so far and now only to die so my sister can live. He had risked his life to save Nkeira! Now he shall pay dearly.

Don't loose hope, Lady Godiva.

Lady Godiva?

Yes, is that not your name?

Godiva seemed to have caught a twinkle in the dragon's eye.

She then went into deep thought. Never has she been referred to as 'Lady' Godiva before. But then alas! the name left a certain reminiscence, one that was very vague and unclear and yet definite at the same time.

Lady Godiva…a familiar feel.

Finally, the distraught girl walked over to the tent where Nkeira watched over the feverish Esor.

"How's he doing?" she asked.

"Worse," replied Nkeira. "We have to do something. I just don't like feeling helpless."

"Search for a golden bush that grows flowers as dark as night. Make sure that the flowers have no white spots."

Nkeira looked at Godiva dubiously.

"If you want him to survive then leave quickly."

Nkeira left immediately to do what her sister said.

Making sure that she had gone, Godiva took a towel and wet it in the small bowl filled with warm water. She then patted Esor's forehead and cheek with it.

"They say that there was a village boy from Carvahall who happened to stumble upon an egg in an unintended location," she said to no one in particular, "When that egg hatched a dragon appeared. It was the one dragon out of Galbatorix's reach. There may even be more. More dragon eggs, I mean.

This village boy, now Dragon Rider, became a great hero. Alongside with his dragon companion, he saved thousands of lives at the war in the Varden and defeated the great enemy Shade, Durza. Tell me, Esor, are you that hero?

…are you the Dragon Rider…Eragon?"

Godiva looked intensely at his closed eyes and when there was no response she let out a soft sigh.

"Of course you're Eragon."

She picked up his left palm and stared at the gedwey ignasia.

"You're safe from the Urgals now, Eragon, even if you can't hear me. Just wake up for Nkeira. She never got a chance to say thank you. I never got the chance…"

Light footsteps were heard just outside the tent and Nkeira entered.

"Godiva, I thought you weren't thinking right when you said to look for a golden bush with flowers as dark as night but…"

Nkeira held in her hand a golden bush twig holding three black flowers.

"I thought the same too," said Godiva. "But give them here. I think I know what to do."

Godiva worked on making a potion for Eragon all night. She didn't know how she acquired the skill to make such a remedy but all in all it appeared that the ability came to her rather than the other way around. Finally, when she had finished preparing the solution she sat her unconscious patient up and poured in a little bit into his mouth. In moments he began to cough violently but it soon subdued. Eragon's eye's flared open to find Godiva staring back at him.

"You're well, Eragon. When you have fully rested then we shall talk."

AN: Wow! I finally completed chapter three and halfway through my writing I thought of a plot. I have a plot, people! You don't have to worry about this story going nowhere because it's going somewhere! Let's celebrate.

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And again, I apologize for taking forever to post this chapter. I had series of exams and studying to keep me busy for the week or two giving me no time to update for my beautiful fans…

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