A/N: hey peoples! Sorry I haven't been updating, busy. I would like to thank my reviewers though. Please forgive the delay in updates but, yeah, I'll shut up now and let u read.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters only Danacca and her horse Silverstorm.

CHAPTER TWO

Danacca's POV

My blonde hair was whipping my face as I kicked Silverstorm for more speed. It was 3 days since my escape from my father and I was being pursued. The king's men were right behind me. Not only that, but that evil shade was behind me too. Oh how I hated him. They were closing in the gap between us but I was not giving up just yet. I pulled out my bow and turned around firing three arrows at the same time. They all hit their marks killing three of the men. It barely dented their forces with 17 men still pursuing. I saw a town ahead. Yes! It was Teirm! I finally made it. I swerved on to a road leading away from the city. Then half way threw I made a quick turn and rode threw the woods towards Teirm. I couldn't here them any longer but I didn't slow my pace.

I slowed when I was inside the gates of Teirm, so I didn't look suspicious. I flipped up the hood of my cloak so no one could see my face. We rode threw the streets until we came upon a hotel. I jumped off of Silverstorm and led her to the stables where she could rest up. I walked in and paid for a room. My room was on the second floor which I liked. Being able to see the roads from up here made me feel safer. My stomach growled and I realized that I hadn't eaten since last night. I looked through the window and spotted a local bar.

"After I eat and sleep. Tomorrow I will start asking about Murtagh." I said to myself. When I reached the bar I found myself a table far in the corner. In the corner across from mine I spotted to cloaked men talking and eating. One of them seemed familiar. Maybe I saw him on the way here. I thought to myself. I didn't think about the mysterious men anymore as I started to eat some bread.

"Have you heard that the king's daughter has actually escaped?" I heard the bar tender talking to a customer. I saw one of the cloaked men straighten up in surprise.

"Yes. I heard that she was heading here. Straight for Teirm!" replied the customer. I didn't hear the rest for my attention was drawn to the two cloaked men. They got up and hurriedly left the bar. Out of curiosity I decided to follow them. Walking as quietly as I could, I followed them out into the street. I dashed behind buildings to keep from being detected. They walked out of the gates to a thick part of the woods. They made it into a clearing where I saw something so amazing I had to stifle a gasp. There was a giant sapphire colored dragon in the clearing. One of the cloaked men walked up and patted its massive head. That must be the famous dragon rider Eragon! I thought in wonder to myself. He pulled down his hood and sure enough, it was the dragon rider I had heard so much about. But who was this other cloaked figure. I was going to creep closer to get a better look when I heard the all too familiar footsteps of approaching Urgals. I hid behind a bush and peered carefully out. They had surrounded the dragon and the two men and were awaiting the order to attack.

They are way outnumbered. I have to help! I thought to myself. I jumped out of the bush and behind a tree and readied my bow. When I looked back around again I noticed the Urgals launching the attack. The men were holding their own but I jumped in to help anyway. I shot down two Urgals before the massive beasts noticed that I was there. I slung my bow around my shoulders and pulled out my sword. A clumsy Urgal swung his ax at my head but I ducked slicing him in the stomach. I pulled out my sword to cut down another Urgal. The Urgals were retreating now that they new they were out manned.

They fled threw the forest and I turned my thoughts to the men and dragon. The dragon was bearing its teeth at me in a snarl while the dragon rider and the other mysterious figure had their swords still drawn. To show them I meant no harm I sheathed my sword and tipped my head in a friendly gesture.

"Who are you and what do you want," Asked the dragon rider.

"I am Danacca, daughter of Galbatorix. I have fled and wish you no harm." I saw the cloaked man lower his sword and sheathed it. He reached for his hood, and when it fell. I couldn't believe who I saw.