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Murtagh was caught and now Eragon and he are trying to figure out how to change his name. They have now found the plan.
"No, no, no, I would rather die! I would rather be a slave forever!" Murtagh slammed his fist down on the table, and started to pace. "There must be another way."
"I don't see how there could be, I'm really sorry Murtagh. But it has to be done." Eragon looked really sad. "I'll do it myself, there must be some sacrifice."
Murtagh paced from wall to wall inside of there cell he was in. He was frustrated, his lips were pulled back from his mouth, and he looked vicious. This was very person territory. "I just, care too much, you wouldn't know, even your crush with Arya can't compete."
"I think that you have that wrong. It isn't even a crush! Anyway, do you want to do it, I know how precious…" Eragon said, interrupted when Murtagh exploded.
"You don't know! You can't know, you are so beautiful you can have any women you want so easily, but it isn't like that with me, the Traitor. No one else would want to marry me, and Nasuada is all I have! And she doesn't even know I like her. Please, don't do this to me." Murtagh blurted out. Eragon was surprised he didn't need to catch his breath.
"Everything will be fine. You can have any women you want after you start helping the Varden, and Nasuada, well, I don't know, but we need you. You are so much more powerful then I am." Eragon stood up and walked toward Murtagh. "You will be forgiven by most. I don't know about me after I do this though."
"What do you mean?" Murtagh asked, stopping in his tracks.
"Everyone would hate me wouldn't they? They would. It's so vital to the Varden. And Nasuada, well, she might be better off then being with you." Eragon said, with a teasing edge to his voice at the end.
"Okay, but I don't think I can do it myself. You are going to have to. That should be enough to change it now." Murtagh sat down on the cot and waited.
Eragon drew his knife and put it near Murtagh's neck. "I could kill you, you know? It would be so much easier all around."
"Just do it! Before I chicken out." Murtagh said, pushing the knife away from his neck.
"Okay, I'm really sorry about this Murtagh, you know, everything is going to be ok." Eragon said, laying a hand on his brother's shoulder. "I'll be here for you."
"I now, can you attack from the back. I think it will be easier for everyone."
"Sure." Eragon moved around his brother and clutched a handful of hair. He started to cut the hair as Murtagh started to whimper. Soon Murtagh was bald.
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