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Reborn, chapter XIII
Heaven?
Saphira awoke the next day to find herself in a very comfortable dais. She was in a large room filled with what looked like large bubble-like containers that were floating above the ground. It didn't take long for her to realize that she was in one of these levitating spheres.
Upon attempting to stand, she felt a gentle hand on her back, pressing her back down into the soft bed that was easily large enough to accommodate two dragons. Saphira, you must remain here if you want your wings to heal.
Saphira recognized the voice instantly. It was Aurora. Looking up, she saw the goddess sitting on the side of the dais. Where am I?
You are in my domain. In this healing sphere, your wings will be healed over time, but you must remain in side it. Aurora said, stroking a finger down Saphira's neck.
The sapphire dragoness purred at this but seemed unnerved. How long will I be in here?
You will stay in my domain until you are able to fly, however long that may take. For older dragons, it can take years, but for you, just a few weeks or possibly a month. At hearing this, Saphira's head drooped. Is something wrong?
I miss Eragon.
I suppose you do.
Can you bring him here? Saphira said, with a little more enthusiasm in her voice as she made to stand up.
Once again, Aurora pushed her gently back down into the cushioned interior of the dais. I have all intentions on bringing your mate here. In order for him to do so, however, he has one more task to accomplish.
What must he do? Can I help?
I'm afraid he must do this on his own. For me to allow Eragon to enter my domain, he must first kill his father. During the fight, he will become mortally injured, but the blow will not come from his own blood.
You mean Morzan won't be the one to hurt him?
That is correct. Now, you need rest. When she finished, Aurora blew air onto Saphira and she instantly fell into a deep sleep. As she exited the sphere, it returned to its place into the upper levels of the domain.
Eragon POV:
Uru'bean was now in Eragon's sight. Knowing he would have to fight, he decided to rest for a night so he could regain some of his strength. As he grew closer to his destination, he noticed the familiar glint of red scales flying towards him.
Eragon, we don't need to fight. Thorn said through a link. The king wishes to see you at once. He wants you and Morzan to fight.
This rather surprised Eragon. He was expecting to be forcibly captured and locked up again, not have to fight his father. Why does he want that?
Morzan requested it. You won't recognize him. He isn't using Shruikan's body anymore.
Why would he be that stupid? To challenge a dragon one on one is suicide.
I don't know.
Within a few minutes, both dragons had reached the city. Eragon followed Thorn down to a location in the middle of the castle. Galbatorix, along with another man Eragon didn't recognize, were standing in the middle of a large courtyard. The black and red dragons landed with equally loud thuds and watched as the black haired man approached.
"Eragon, my boy, I'm glad you returned." Morzan said, looking him over.
Eragon was amazed at how much Murtagh, who had dismounted Thorn, looked like his father.
Why do you want to fight me?
"I simply want to know how much you are like me, and if you would make a worthy apprentice to the king."
It's your funeral.
Galbatorix suddenly spoke up. "Here is the deal, Eragon. If you win, I'll free Saphira and let you on your way. If you don't, you will swear allegiance to me without a fight. Do you understand?"
As Eragon agreed, Galbatorix opened a private conversation with Murtagh and Thorn. If either of you tells him, I will torture both of you, along with Shruikan. He knew however, that they couldn't tell Eragon. Just the previous night, he made them swear in the ancient language not to reveal what happened to Saphira.
"It is a fight to the death. Begin!"
Before Eragon could even open his jaws, a large ball of energy hit him square in the chest. He roared in agony and fell down on his side. Not caring what it was, he shot a jet of fire at Morzan. His father wasn't quick enough to avoid the flames and was caught on the leg.
Something had taken over Eragon's body. He was no longer in control. It was if his instincts to protect Saphira wouldn't let him worry about what was happening to his own body.
With one leap, Eragon had pinned his father down with his forepaws and his arms were immediately crushed. Raising his head back, he prepared to kill his father, once and for all.
Before he was able to release the ball of fire, a wave of purple energy hit him in the side, breaking his ribs. Eragon fell down, roaring in pain. As he glanced up, he noticed that Galbatorix was standing over him, laughing.
"Foolish dragon! You honestly thought I would let you kill my top magician? Before you die, I would like to tell you of your dragon. She's dead, gone from this world! I saw it with my own eyes!"
Eragon stared at the king through his golden eyes, hatred blazing through his veins. As the king raised his sword to kill him, a bright light filled the courtyard and Eragon vanished. When the light cleared, Galbatorix saw that his sword hadn't hit a dragon, but the solid earth.
Eragon awoke several days later to find himself in a bright room, with spheres floating all around him. Upon getting to his feet, he saw something that sent shockwaves through his body. A sapphire blue tail was hanging out of a large dais floating near the top of the ceiling.
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