Powerful Gifts
By:Novicewriter
Okay, I have no idea what to do with my chapters, so please review, I haven't gotten a freakin' review in two chapters. Warning, Mild language
Hospital wing
"How are you?" asked Nausada
"I am fine, much better. At this rate, I will be walking by mid afternoon." said Eragon
"I am glad, because something has happened that needs yours and Murtagh's attention."
"Hit me, not like I am going anywhere." laughed Eragon
Nausada's face lightened only so slightly, before it hardened again, "Galbatorix's army is moving quickly towards Surda, and we are bringing our armies out to meet his. You two will be leading us there."
Color drained from both men's faces, Murtagh was the first to speak, "When do we leave?"
"We leave as soon as Eragon is well enough."
"Dammit!" cursed Eragon
At that Nausada left the two men to their cursing.
"Fuck! Why is it, that every time that we get comfortable, we have to leave again?" yelled Murtagh
"How the hell should I know?" replied Eragon
"What am I supposed to do about Violet? I can't just leave her here, what if she gets hurt?"
"You could bring her with us." suggested the younger man
"I could, but what if she gets hurt?" repeated Murtagh
"If you live by what if's, then you will not ever get anything done."
"I guess you right, but when did you get so wise?"
"I have been sitting in a bed for the past week, what else could I do, but think about the world."
"I guess you right."
The Next Day
"Saphira, I think I can walk today."
Eragon slowly climbed out of bed, and held the bedpost for support. He took one unsteady step, then his knees buckled beneath him and he collapsed.
"Okay, not quite, but I can move, just not completely yet."
Saphira laughed at her riders hauty attitude, causing Eragon to blush
"It is not funny aren't you happy that I can at least get out of bed?" said Eragon
"Of course I am, but you couldn't have thought that after two weeks of being off of your feet that you would be able to walk good as new?" inquired Saphira
"Well, I at least tried." said Eragon, "Maybe I can get out of this room, they really need to put some painting up in this place."
Saphira laughed again. "I am glad that you are excited, just don't get your hopes up, you may not be ready for at least another day."
"I know, I just want to get out of here as quickly as possible." replied Eragon
Eragon let Saphira go back to whatever she was doing when he heard a knock at the door. Murtagh walked in.
"Hello Eragon, How are- Why are you on the floor?" asked Murtagh concerned
"I... I was..."
"He was practicing walking." clicked in Thorn
Murtagh laughed, "I am sure you will be able to walk soon enough."
Eragon's face flared crimson, "Saphira, I will kill you when I see you next!"
Murtagh came over to where Eragon was laying, and helped him back to the bed.
"Thanks Murtagh." grumbled Eragon, "I am just so ready to get out of this room. You laughing at me, is not helpful!"
Murtagh was still stifling back laughter when he responded, "Eragon, I am not laughing at all at the fact that you tried to walk as soon as you felt that you might be able to. Plus, what would you have done if I hadn't have come into your room?"
"I would have figured out something." Anger at his brother rising with every word Murtagh said.
"Well, I am just pointing out the obvious." Murtagh said
"Why did you come in here anyway?" asked Eragon, anger apparent in his voice
"Just to see how you were." Murtagh said innocently
"Well then get the hell out of my room!" Eragon yelled, pointing to the door
"Fine, but I will tell you that you are being very childish about this entire thing."
"Okay, whatever, just get out of my god damn room."
Murtagh stepped out, hoping that Eragon would calm down. He didn't think that he could handle a fight between his brother right now, with the war and everything.
"What happened?" asked Thorn
"Eragon is being a total bitch." replied Murtagh
"I am sure that it is not as bad as you make it out to be."
"He kicked me out of my room. Not literally."
"I will leave you to sulk." Thorn receded from Murtagh's mind, leaving him to think
Back in Eragon's room
"That was not wise Little one." advised saphira
"Well, he had it coming, laughing at me..." said Eragon sneering
"I think that you need to get your thoughts in order."
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