a/n: ehhhhh, i redid chapter 10, so you might wanna go back and read so yer not confused.
disclaimer: i do not own eragon.
The farm was quiet as he arrived. It was just the same as he had seen it the first time. The one small house next to a larger structure that was the barn. A large plot of land looked to have been tilled. The afternoon sunlight poured down, and unlike the upper climates of the Spine, the cold was much more tolerable down below. Already, the ice was melting into brown slush on the ground.
Eragon didn't see anyone up and about. The field was empty. Not even their horse was out. were they still asleep? Usually he would see either roran or his father, taking care of their animals and attempting to plow the land or pick anything they managed to grow.
He carefully crept up to the window of Roran's room. As he peeked inside, he didn't see anyone. Circling to the kitchen, there was no one there either. Eragon frowned, wondering where everyone went. He was at least expecting Roran's mother to be in the kitchen.
"Where is everyone?" he murmured.