Hatching

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Trianna had ridden for 2 days without sleep after fleeing the Varden. She and her fellow spell weavers loyal to the King, had attempted the kill most of the Du Vrangr Gata and burn their magical library. It would've work perfectly if it wasn't for the meddling Belrose. Nasuada had trusted her with her life, if only Belrose had stayed in Uru'baen. Trianna was also the leader of The Black Hand but now, because of Nasuada and Belrose, there were a pitiful few remaining.

At last, on her forth day she entered Uru'baen, her horse dying of exhaustion. It had only lasted this long because she had channelled magic into it. She bribed a guard to take her to Galbatorix.

"My King" said Trianna bowing before the king.

"You have come at last, you didn't take any others with you? I am short on spell casters, I hoped you will bring some," said Galbatorix in a silky voice.

Trianna stood up. "I'm sorry My King, I was prevented from doing so by that meddling Belrose" she said with hate.

"No matter, as long as you are here. The twins spoke highly of you." Said Galbatorix clearly disappointed. "Show me how competent you are with magic. Attack me with all your strength."

"As you wish my King" bellowed Trianna. "Brisingr!" she said sending a green ball of flame towards the King. "Jierda! Adurna! Aga!" sending a jet of water at Galbatorix, attempting to break his bones and draw his blood. Galbatorix repelled the spells with ease.

The King then attacked her back. "Brisingr"

Trianna gathered her power and yelled "Letter du Brisingr" (stop the fire) but the flame was too much. At the same time, Galbatorix had attacked her mind with intense power. Trianna threw up her barriers but they weren't nearly enough. Galbatorix sifted through her memories, stopping and looking at those concerning the Varden. Whilst Galbatorix was looking at her memories, she suddenly attacked. "Malthinae!"

"Fool!" Galbatorix's voice rang out. "I am in your mind and you still attack me, I know your every thought"

Trianna collapsed onto the floor panting. "Hmm… impressive, you will prove very useful. I'm looking for someone to lead my spell casters in battle…" she heard Galbatorix say.

After what seemed like ages, Trianna finally go up off the floor. "Impressive" said Galbatorix. "Most people would've died after that."

"Thank you my King, I will do my best to become stronger"

"I'm sure you will… if you had a choice…" said the evil King. "Are you competent with the blade Trianna."

"I can wield a blade well enough. I can also use a bow."

"OK, show me" Galbatorix stood up and motioned for Trianna to follow. On their way, they passed the Dragon hold. Shruikan was lying on the floor, unaware of someone polishing his claws. "Seeing we are on the way, we may as well try…" Galbatorix said to himself. "Come with me Trianna"

Galbatorix led the confused spell caster into the dragon hold. At the end, on top of a grand, silver podium lay a green dragon egg. Power radiated from it. It was the first time Trianna had seen one. "What are you waiting for, touch it" said Galbatorix impatiently. Trianna walked up to the podium and touched the green egg… no reaction. She turned around and walked back. "Wait" said Galbatorix in a commanding tone. Trianna heard a CLONK. She turned around to see that the egg had rolled onto the floor.

The egg rolled towards her, cracking as it went. By the time it had reached her, a small head had popped out. She gasped in amazement, she had become a dragon rider. Galbatorix smiled.

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Vanir had arrived in Osilon late yesterday. He had met with Deral in the morning and the 500 elves had set out for Ceunon. They were almost out of Du Weldenvarden when a messenger on a Folkvir bearing a message from the Queen caught up to them. The messenger went up to Vanir and Deral. "Vanir Vodhr, Deral Vodhr, I have caught up to you at last. I have a message from the Queen. You are ordered to extend Du Wendenvarden to join with the Spine. Ceunon, Therisford and Cavahall are to be engulfed."

"What!" Vanir exploded. "Does she know how long that will take!? It would take centuries to extend Du Weldenvarden to that size."

"I think you misunderstand me Vanir Vodhr, you are to use the fast growing seeds of Du Weldenvarden. You plant one every 50 meters and the forest will rise. They are one of our most prized possessions, they take years to create, along with much energy," explained the messenger handing Vanir a bag of shiny green seeds.

"If those are the queens orders, we will follow them out" said Deral. "We better keep moving if we are to fulfil the deadline.

The 500 elves marched for the remainder of the day, resting at the edge of Du Weldenvarden. After they had set up camp, Deral approached Vanir. "Why do we need to use these precious seeds now? What was the queens point of doing this? Why not save them for use when there is a great need?"

"You are full of questions" Vanir sighed. "I will answer the best I can. These are needed for us to secure Ceunon, Cavahall, Therinsford. It will also allow us to aid the Varden without Galbatorix knowing, we can then walk from Ellesmera to Feinster via forests and mountains. Also, there is no time of greater need than now. We can't secure our borders without the aid of forests, there aren't enough elves to guard borders like the king does. Does that clear things up a bit?"

"Yes, it helps" answered Deral with a smile.

The next day, they reached Ceunon. Deral, Vanir and 8 others went into Ceunon to inform the Varden of their arrival.

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Dared was pacing in his study. Yes, he was 'Lord' of Ceunon but he only had political power, nothing else. He wondered how strong the elves would be, the Empire's soldiers and leaders were already suspicious of many of them. The 500 soldiers they had weren't enough to take Ceunon, although Ceunon was isolated, Galbatorix needed it, and posted many soldiers here. It was his outpost to attack Du Weldenvarden…but little did he know, that it was going to become Du Weldenvarden himself.

Suddenly, about 20 soldiers loyal to the king strode in without invitation. Dared you are under arrest for suspected dealings with the Varden. The leader went and put his blade to Dared's throat. The sentence is death…

HAHAHA well a quad cliffy… hehe I'm not that evil… well, it's quite hard writing 4 perspectives at once so I'm going to write two each chapter. Well thanks for reading and please review…! I won't post the next chappie till I have 34 reviews.