Hello again to all my wonderful readers. I will not talk a lot because this is long chapter so here it goes.
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Chapter 4 of Annabelle
Stories
It had been a long day and Annabelle and Eragon went to bed early. The next day they were going to find out how the stone was worth. They had been home for a week and not been able to look at it because they had been working.
Roran was to busy to talk between working and secretly seeing Katrina. The sun was shining very brightly, but yet it was cold. Two kids were outside working.
Eragon could tell it would probably snow, but did not worry. He was getting the horses ready to go into town while Annabelle helped load some light stuff into the wagon. Everyone was busy and the atmosphere was tense.
After all the stuff was ready to go and the horses were tethered to the wagon, Eragon set the stone between two bags of grain. After he moved the stone for the millionth time and was sure it would not move, he help Annabelle in the wagon and got in himself. Once he got in the wagon started to move.
It was a long way to Carvahall, and to make matters worse it was freezing cold. Finally after a long ride Eragon could see the tops of buildings and knew that they were at Carvahall.
It took another five minutes to get to Carvahall, and everyone gratefully got out of the wagon. Garrow talked to Roran and gave him some money, and by the look in Rorans eyes Eragon knew what Roran knew what he was going to spend it on.
"Grab your stone and let's go." Garrow said.
Annabelle had been waiting outside of the traveler's tent for almost thirty minutes. Every once in a while she would hear a word like "hollow" or "crack", but strangely she wasn't interested. Then she heard her uncle say "Thank you" and saw Eragon and Garrows heads emerging from the tent, and they had the stone.
"Why didn't you sell the stone?" Annabelle asked.
"He said he didn't know how much it was worth," Eragon explained, "and he said it was hollow."
"Hollow?" Annabelle looked at him funny and he looked back at her with a surprised expression.
"Yeah it was really weird." They continued to walk down the road. It hadn't been to long before Garrow turned around and said, "I'm going to get some supplies," He said while he handed Eragon some money, "Spend it on what you want and watch your sister, she seems to find trouble." Garrow gave him a wink and walked away.
Then Garrow came back and said, "Oh and be at Horsts in time for dinner." Then he took the stone and walked one way and Eragon and Annabelle went the other. It wasn't long before Annabel found all the other eleven year olds and they started to play.
Eragon would have usually yelled at here, but decided against it. Anyway this gave him some time to think.
Annabelle thought it was weird that Eragon would let her run around. It was very weird, but it was fun so she didn't question it any further.
Eragon sat in front of Morns tavern. He was watching Annabelle, but not with complete interest. He was thinking about the stone. Something of value might be inside.
His thoughts were interrupted when Annabelle came over and complained about being cold. The pair of them walked inside Morns to get a drink before they went to Horsts.
Eragon ordered a tea for him and water for Annabelle, she didn't need more sugar. Just then he heard the strangest thing. A man in a booth was talking about a dragon that was stolen from the king.
Interested in what was being said, Eragon told Annabelle to stay were she was and he walked over there.
"Yah," he heard one of the men said, "stole from right under his nose. Furious when he found out."
"Do you know what did the stone looked like?" another man asked.
"Do I," the first man sneer, "I works for the king, I do. Rumor has it that has it that it is oval and blue."
At these words Eragon left. Yes, it was interesting, but they couldn't be talking about his stone, could they? He sat down next to Annabelle and took a long drink of his tea. Then Morn came over.
"Don't tell me you believe that cock and bull story. They have been in here for three hour and been tellin' tall tails about dragons. You try listening to the crap they say."
After that Eragon pulled Annabelle out of Morns and went down the road and then stopped. He backtracked and looked down the alley. He saw Roran and Katrina kissing.
Roran did not notice his cousins until Annabelle said "It's snowing" and Roran jerked his heads and looked at Annabelle. Roran told Katrina goodbye and stalked off to Horsts, obviously upset with Annabelle.
It had been a long day and finally dinner had come. Annabelle was starving so she started shoving anything that was set in front of her in her mouth. Then it was time for the party. Bonfires, jokes, drinks all around, and an old storyteller.
He was in the center of a tight circle telling a story, probably one of his adventures. It wasn't, this one was about dragon riders.
He talked abut the only ways to kill a rider and the old Alagaesia, and why riders were formed and lastly he talked about Galbatorix.
Annabelle looked up at Eragon. He was looking very intently at Brom while he talked about how Galbatorix's dragon was killed. So she looked back at Brom
"After Galbatorix killed the council he took another dragon and hid. For years he hid and hunted other animals, then Morzan came and tutored Galbatorix. After Morzan taught Galbatorix, Galbatorixs dragon had grown, they went on a raid and killed hundreds of people, but his dragon was also killed. Only the riders were able to resist those two, but Galbatorix needed power so he proclaimed himself king of Alagaesia, since then he has ruled us all." Brom finished wiping a tear away from his eye and shuffling away,
Eragon and Annabelle were speechless
R and R
