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Rose stood up, looking at the Urgal with confusion and hatred. "YOU MADE ME DO WHAT! THAT LEADS TO WHAT! AND HE'S GONNA WHAT!" Rose bellowed. Taz jumped up and stared at Rose. He hadn't seen her this mad since... well... forever. She was pretty mellow. "WHEN? WHERE? HOW?" She stuttered. Billy Bob was suppose to be her friend. He wasn't suppose to let her do... that. Billy Bob looked fearfully at Rose. There was a dangerous glint in her eyes. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! ALL THAT TIME I DEFENDED YOU. AND YOU LET ME DO THAT?" She said, starting to calm down. "Oh, dear God. What have I done. What have you made me do?" Rose sighed.

"I told you, I'm sorry." Billy Bob pointed out, taking a glance a her dragon. His eyes were narrowed to slits and he was growling deeply. Liquid fire dripped out of his mouth while he was baring his teeth. Apparently, he hadn't recovered over the hay incident.

"SORRY DOESN'T FIX IT, DOES IT?" Rose yelled. She breathed in and out. "Okay, start over." She sat down again and listened intently again, trying not to lose her temper. Billy Bob explained it as quickly as he can, only stopping when Taz had lunged for him, fire in his eyes. Rose stopped him.

"So, let me get this straight," Rose finally said. "You made me give the Shade Gimdal, how to get into Farthen Dur and now Murtagh and Ayra are being held, against their will, in some storage room. And there are Urgals pretending to be Murtagh and Ayra. At the dinner, the punch is poisoned, which will be served to everyone. A man, who is Gimdal in disguise, will offer a toast. Everyone will die from the toast, expect for him, and the Urgals, who are smart enough not to drink the punch." She explained. Billy Bob nodded. "But, you decided to tell me because you realized I cared for you. Just to get this straight, I like Eragon more than you."

"Yes, I know." He said. Rose nodded.

"Well, we have to fix this. We are going to stop everyone from dying." Rose announced.

WHAT? You aren't gonna turn him in? He should be punished. Maybe leave that for me? Taz asked.

No. I'm not going to turn him in or am I going to let you punish him. I can punish him but later. He did tell us, I think that shows how good he is, right? Rose told him, glancing at Taz. He mumbled something unintelligible. Watch your language, dear dragon. She grinned. He rolled his eyes and glared daggers at Billy Bob.

"So, how are we going to do this?" Billy Bob asked, leaning forward. Rose bit her lip. There was one way. She didn't like it. But it was effective.

"I have a plan, now listen up." She whispered, leaning closer. Taz leaned forward too, even though he already knew the plan.

(A/N: Wouldn't it be just evil if I left it here? I couldn't though. On with the story.)

Rose couldn't wait, in a few hours, it would be the dance. She was with Lily, who was already in her dress. Rose was busy putting makeup on her. "So, where did you get this stuff?" Lily asked, after she looked in the mirror. Rose had brought out her eyes and her lips and much more. Rose laughed as she put Lily's hair up.

"I can't tell you. Dragon rider business." Rose said, admiring what she had done. Now, it was her turn. It didn't matter if the poison was going to kill everybody if her plan didn't work. She still had to look good, even if she died. She began on her makeup and hair, wishing that Gimdal could just forget the plan and go away. But that was a miracle in a miracle and that wasn't going to happen.

Rose smoothed out the wrinkles in her dress. She glanced at Billy Bob. He gave her a thumbs up. He was wearing mini suit. She and Lily was waiting for their dates. Murtagh passed them, without recognition to Rose, with a pretty girl at his side. Taz and Saphira couldn't go to the dance, but would be honored somewhere else. Then Thomas walked up and kissed Lily's hand. He nodded to Rose then lead Lily towards the table for the dinner. Lily smiled and walked out of sight. Rose looked around. Still no Eragon. A tap on her shoulder made her turn around. Eragon was behind her, smiling. They walked towards the big golden door, where they were going to be announced. A man waited for their names. "Eragon," Rose said suddenly, turning towards him.

"Hmm?" He asked, leaning down.

"Can I have two escorts?" Rose asked him. Eragon looked at her incredulously.

"What?" He inquired, stepping back from her.

"It's just that, I don't want Billy Bob to go down the stairs all by himself. You can be on one arm and Billy Bob can be on the other, is that okay? If not, I'll just go down with you." Rose said, giving him a reassuring smile. Eragon looked at Billy Bob.

"Okay. Get that arm, Billy Bob." He told him, grabbing Rose's left arm. Billy Bob grabbed Rose's right arm.

"Eragon and Rose, Dragon Riders. Billy Bob, Urgal." Eragon told the man. The man stared at him for a moment before opening the doors.

"The dragon riders Rose and Eragon. And Billy Bob, the Urgal." The man announced, giving Billy Bob a dirty look before they were seated. Billy Bob was on Rose's right and Eragon on Rose's left.

"Did I tell you, you look beautiful?" Eragon asked. Rose smiled and shook her head. "Well, you do."

"And you look handsome as well." Rose said.

Rose watched, out of the corner of her eye, Billy Bob slip out of the seat. The plan was starting. Rose turned to her empty plate. The doors opened and servants began to come out, setting soups, meats, fruits, vegetables out on the table. Then came the punch. He was walking by a skinny man who was chatting endlessly to a woman who looked like she didn't care what the man was talking about. Then, Billy Bob's foot appeared. The servant carrying the punch tripped, losing the punch bowl. The punch bowl went flying through the air. A man at the head of the table cried "NO!" Rose guessed it was Gimdal. Red punch poured all over Rose and her dress. The punch bowl landed on her head. There was a whole lot more punch then Rose suspected. She was drenched in the punch. Billy Bob secretly got back in his seat. Everyone was staring at Rose in complete horror. Some people looked as they were holding back the giggles. Eragon was one of the people. The servant lifted the glass punch bowl off of Rose's head. Rose had to fight herslef from opening her mouth.

Rose grabbed a napkin and wiped her face, but her hair was dripping with punch. "I'm going to go take a bath or shower or whatever." She muttered, walking out of the place. Billy Bob followed her, holding his sides. Suddenly Rose and Billy Bob ran back into the room. The floor began to shake. One by one, thousands of Urgals began to come in the room, sneering and glaring. They were holding axes, swords, shields, daggers, everything Rose could think of. The man that cried "No!" stood up and walked towards the Urgals. He ripped off his cloak, showing what he truly was. People screamed and fainted. Rose looked around. None of them had weapons. What were they going to do?

What is Rose going to do? Can you believe. Only like two more chapters or less. Maybe three. Review!

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