Recap: "Well well well… what have we here?"

(A/N A hhaha who may it be? I don't know so read and find out.)

Both of them spun around in surprise and looked up to see and cloaked figure. The voice sounded male and he was tall, yet thin. He removed his cloak and it fell to the ground to reveal grey thinning hair and bright green eyes. His mouth was pulled into a smirk that Eragon recognized. Atop his head was a crown, it was the King.

"So two young Riders out of my control? I shall not stand for it. Now you have two choices, you can join me or you can die. But first Assana, tell me did you miss your father?" The King finished leaving them both stunned.

Eragon looked to Assana; her mismatched eyes were clouded over with anger longing and betrayal. Her palm was glowing a bright red.

"You killed my grandmother. You are the reason I'm an outcast. You will now die."

She said with a voice Eragon had never heard before. 'Jierda'

The king was caught off guard and was sent flying back into a tree.

He got up and turned around, anger flashing in his eyes.

"Is that any way to treat your King or you Father?" He asked mockingly.

"You are neither to me." Assana shot back, she un-sheathed her sword and said something in the old language.

Gablatorix lunged at her with his sword, stained with blood and sharp. The clang of metal filled the air as Eragon and the dragons watched in suspended awe. Saphira picked Eragon up and put him on her back. Fira flew over to Assana and she mounted him while the King was catching his breath.

The king looked up to come face to face with Fira's fangs. He quickly jumped back. Fira lunged and Gablatorix sent his sword up into Fira's weak spot, with a mighty roar Fira fell to the ground, blood coursing every where. Assana was thrown against a rock and fell unconscious. Eragon looked at the King from on Saphira's back. He held a new hatred for this man.

"Well Eragon, what now? Are we to fight to the death so you can avenge Assana and Fira or are you to join me, you could be great you know, yes you could take my place on the throne." He said to him.

A great longing suddenly filled Eragon, rule of all Alagaësia, Unlimited power, with Saphira at his side no one would dare defy him. He would take Assana as his bride, she wouldn't refuse.

The king lay dead at Saphira's feet. An arrow, beautifully carved white with graceful swan arrows at the tip, was directly between his eyes. His crown rolled off of his head and landed a few feet away.

Assana stood against a tree, bow in hand and still braced to shoot. Her eyes traveled from the King's dead form to Fira in a pool of silver blood eyes open in rage, he too was dead.

Assana's bow fell to the ground with a clatter, she fell against the tree. Tears spilling from her eyes. Eragon walked over prepared to brush them away.

"No." Assana said pushing his hand away. "If you do that you'll have the curse of immortality, I don't want that for you. Think of it Eragon watching all that you loved slip away while you stayed the same forever until you slowly started to get old, sickness can't kill you but it can take hold of you and make you suffer."

She sat down on a rock beside Fira, tears still cascading down her cheeks.

"Assana?" Eragon started but she interrupted him.

"Eithe." She said, "Go away and continue your journey, you still have much to learn."

Eragon thought about what she said, about immortality. He walked over to her and lifter her chin so that she could see his eyes. He took his free hand and wiped away the tears on her cheek. A blue light passed through him and Assana looked at him with sadness.

"I told you not to wipe away my tears." She said, but Eragon shushed her.

"I would rather live my entire existence with you than have you face all the dangers and sadness of this world alone after I'm gone." With that he brought his lips to meet hers and felt all his problems be solved. Save one.

Assana broke the kiss and slowly walked over to Fira's limp form. Saying a few words she took a torch and set the Dragon Alight with red flames. When only his ashes remained she gathered them and turned to Eragon.

"We must take him to the sea. That's where he always wanted to go."

(A/N well it's over… sniff sniff read and review S.V.P and I love you all!)