Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Eragon cast (sob, sob.)
Oh well. Hope you enjoy the story!!!
Hi. It's me again. Me meaning Eragon.
Ha! Bet you didn't see that coming. I'm alive!!
Guess where I am now?
In Katrina's house!
She loves me back. I can't believe it.
I am the luckiest guy alive.
Hang on. Having 2nd thoughts.
RORAN IS GOING TO KILL ME!!!!!!!!!
Other than that, life is good.
Back to my life story.
Katrina loves me. Katrina loves me.
I'm in heaven. Really.
I think I'll scry Murtagh. For the fun of it.
Ok. Here we go……
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Back at the castle…
"I'm going to kill him. I'm going to slit his throat from his head," muttered Roran.
"Roran, aren't you taking this a bit too seriously?" asked Arya."I mean, if you really wanted Katrina, you should have asked her out".
Roran muttered something under his breath.
"What was that Roran? "Arya asked, now puzzled.
"I said, we were ENGAGED!" He screamed and ran off.
"Oh. That explains a lot, doesn't it." choked Murtagh at last.
"Yes, it does." Arya said quietly." It explains everything."
I was right. I'm dead.
Now Roran hates me.
Wait a second.
He said they were engaged.
He never told me.
He never told me they were engaged.
All those phone conversations we had.
And never told me.
I wonder why.
He never knew I had a crush on Katrina……….
The Twins.
They extracted it from my mind.
When Roran rescued Katrina, he was captured and tortured.
Tortured with the fact that his cousin fancied his future wife and was about to ask her out…
Evil.
Pure Evil.
Pure EvilThe Twins.
My life is a wreck.