Guess know gets to narrate another chapter? That's right, it's Finca!
Chapter 22.1
I freeze in fear as Shruikan comes into the dungeon. In a frantic panic I jump up to the rafters that hold up the castle and latch on to them, similar to what a human spy might do. My muscles begin to ache as I remain latched on to the rafters that stand above Shruikan's head. Since when was he that big? I mean, he's a beautiful black male dragon and all but his growth rate, and Saphira's, scares me. It's as if they never stop growing. We dragons that exist on the world that Tamli and I came from, stop once we've reached the age of four. By that time, we are considered adults by our peers. But here it seems like these dragons never stop growing.
At least, after what seemed like a century, Shruikan left the dungeon. I release my hold on the rafters and turn around before landing in front of the egg again. With my gaze held firmly on it, I start to reach for it.
No! I think. Even if I could get the egg out of Uru'baen, then where would I bring it to? I doubt that I could even get it out of this city alone, without being spotted and probably captured by Galbatorix.
With that I leave the egg alone and decide to find Murtagh and see if what I saw is true, the fact that he is a Dragon Rider. I pause at the entrance to his chamber, not sure of the course of events that my intrusion will cause. I am not one that likes to alter the course of history, nor change the events of the past, but yet it was changed with Tamli and I coming here. Our intrusion in the fabric of time and space has begun to change Alagaesia. Most wouldn't be able to sense the change, but yet I, and probably Tamli as well, sense the change of history. The story of a white dragon and her human partner from another world. Ha! I can just see it now!
Even though I do not wish to alter the future, I cannot see another way. I must know if Murtagh is a Dragon Rider now. I push open the door of his chamber with my left forepaw and enter, shutting the door shut with my tail as soon as I'm in. Murtagh looks up to see me standing beside the door. He is stunned and his 'new' dragon growls at me. The growl sounds more like the bleating of a newborn lamb in my opinion.
"Quiet Thorn!" Murtagh snaps as he gets to his feet.
I avoid his gaze as I close my eyes and feel the aura that radiates from him. It swirls a mix of purple, which means chaos, and black, which means evil or darkness. Those colors startle me. Why would his aura be like that? When I first met him, his aura was royal blue, a sign of one of noble birth. Now his aura has changed to a more darkened appearance, could I have caused that?