A) I want to thank the V.H. for reviewing.It means a lot to me.

B) I've noticed some grammatical and typing errors in previous chapter.I hope that you'll forgive me.I know that this is a bad excuse but English is not my native language.If you notice a spelling or grammatical mistake please inform me.

C) I forgot to explain what dragonheart means.Dragonheart is a title which is given to brave persons who have done something important for Singidunum.It's usually given after the persons death or after years of fighting with Urgals.

I don't own Eragon.I don't wish to own him since he's not my favorite character.I don't own Singidunum.

Luella,Princess of the Singidunum

Singidunum,evening

General POV

The throne room was the third largest room in the castle.It hasn't changed since the foundation of Singidunum.The large square room had windows on the east and the west side,the entrance at the south and thrones at the north.Left throne was made for a Queen and the right one was made or a King.Queen's throne was made from onyx but King's was made from ivory.They were made by the dwarfs.Behind them was a banner of the royal family.A white two headed eagle lied on red-blue-white silk.A plain white rug made a pathway from the door to the thrones.The most beautiful thing in the throne room is the ceiling.It was made out of graphite and decorated with tiny diamonds.That was also made by the dwarfs.Aside from that,room was quite simple.

The silence of the throne room was disturbed by the shallow breathing of a girl by the window.She was pulling her pale fingers through her thick,messy,dark brown hair making it even messier.Her dark brown eyes were set on the oak door.She was expecting visitors.

Luella's POV

SqueakLooks like someone's trying to open the door.I took the gray ribbon from the windowsill and made a ponytail.I hoped it looked neat.

A group of eleven entered the room.Ten bards and Myrelle.The bards were dressed in forest green and gold.Traditional colors of their guild.Myrelle was dressed in simple light blue dress and she wore a white apron.They bowed their heads and looked at me.It was now or immediately.I took a deep breath and started.

"Some of you might know,some of you don't.Some of you might have heard the rumors,some didn't.It doesn't really matter.Today,your King,my father, decided to surrender.Soon we will become a part of the Empire."I paused to look at their expressions.Myrelle was terrified,the bards were shocked.I decided to continue."Galbatorix will be coming tomorrow with my parents to sign a treaty.I want to address to the people.My beloved musicians,spread the news quickly,tell everyone to be at the "Rock of Foundation" tonight at midnight."I finished.Without a word bards bowed and left the room."Myrelle,"I turned towards her.She blinked and desperately stared at me with her deep blue eyes.Myrelle,the woman who switched me whenever I decided to draw on the walls of the castle.I couldn't believe in what I saw.The dragonwoman who made countless servants tremble and obey her every command was frightened.Forgetting about my aversion towards physical contact I hugged her.She seamed shocked but she hugged me back."Everything is going to change is it ?"she asked me quietly."Yes."I whispered in her ear and pulled away.

"Since Galabatorix is coming tomorrow we will have to make a feast.We'll make a Red feast.And as long he is here every other meal will be without spices as well."I said with a smile."Red feast ?But...the King..."she was confused.She knew that my father would have to say a thing or two about that.She knew that he could do. "Myrelle,I'll take the blame.And besides that custom is respected since the founding of Singidunum.We shouldn't stop now."My smile grew wider as she frowned."Every inhabitant of the castle will wear red.Also,I want red decorations.The redder the better.Understood ?"my voice became firm.Myrelle nodded."Good.You may leave now."I continued.She bowed and walked towards the door.When she reached it I spoke."Oh,I almost forgot."I had to say this.I had to make sure that everyone follows my orders."If someone decides to go against my orders he or she will be banished from the city."Myrelle froze.She couldn't recognize me anymore.As a matter of fact I couldn't either.She bowed again and left as quickly as she could.

I had a few hours until midnight.I had to make an inspiring speech,I had to convince ten thousand people that by listening to me they are doing the right thing.I leaned on the windowsill and watched the beautiful night sky hoping for some answers.

Midnight,"Rock of Foundation"

This is it.At this very same place centuries ago Dragor,The First King,swore that he will make a city which will cover a hundred miles around this rock.He fulfilled his promise after ten years.The city was built and this rock became a rostrum.The stairs were built around it so that the climbing would be easier.

I reached the top of the rock.People were staring at me as if they expected that I will tell them that this is just a bad dream.I won't tell them that but I'll try to give them a reason to hope.

"Citizens of Singidunum,we have fought very bravely to contain our freedom.Unfortunately we lost.My father joined Galbatorix.Together they are planing to crush the Varden..."suddenly someone interrupted me.

He shouted:"Varden desreve to be crushed."The mass approved.It seams that they are still bitter.At the beginning of this war I asked Varden,Elves and Dwarves to help us.Varden decided not to help us,Elves didn't respond at all but the Dwarves said yes.But Farthen Dûr was too far from here and The Council decided that it was the best to postpone the arrival of their troops.

I continued."Perhaps they do,but it is not our place to judge them.Galbatorix will come tomorrow.We have to show him that he is not welcome here."Mass cheered."At least until he signs a treaty about our independance."I said with a devilish smile.Most of the people laughed."Red is the color of grief and we will wear it not just out of respect towards the victims bit to show Galbatorix that he's not welcome here."My voice was louder and so was the mass.I think that this is working."Better grave than the slave."I shouted.People repeated my words in ecstasy.For a minute I let them cheer and shout.I spoke again."The ones who don't wear red,who welcome Galbatorix will be banished from the city."I knew that some won't wear red.That's why I threatened.They were now silent.As I went down the stairs the cheering started again.I smiled.The first half of my plan was successful.

Ahh,the second chapter is finished.Did I mention that it's 3 o'clock in the morning and that I don't know what I'm writting ?

Anyway,I think it's the time for another lesson about Singidumian culture.

In Singidunum there are two colors of grieving,White and Red.If the someone died because of illness the color of grieving is white but if death occurred because of a murder the color of grieving is red.Traditional period of mourning is one week and during that week family (and friends)of the late person eat food with no spices,wear red or white and females older then fourteen cover their faces.

Dragor was the founder and the first ruler of Singidunum.When Humans arrived in Alagaësia most of them settled in Surda and Palancar Valley,the ones who didn't,Dragor's tribe,found their home in The Spine.Dragor had no heir and when he died his cousin,one of Luella's ancestors took the throne.

Dragonwoman-Do I have to explain ?

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