Author's Note
Everyone's been wondering or complaining about Eragon and Saphira's capture. It seems to be pretty controversial. Don't worry about their capture, I have a plan. And for those of you who keep saying they wouldn't submit so easily, well, Saphira doesn't want Eragon to get injured further. She also wants Eragon healed. She's also the one who said that they submitted since Eragon was half-conscious.
I'm pretty crappy at foreshadowing, which is what I'm gonna try to do right now. Bear with me, it might be vague and really strange but I tried my best.
"Get him out of here, Du Vrangr Sir'rtapn." Murtagh twitched. He grabbed the body, and dragged it out of the room into the dungeons. He had been ordered to incinerate it, but he knew that the man couldn't have killed himself. He carried it to his room, which also resided in the dungeons. The way the cells were arranged, it almost looked like a jail. Murtagh made towards his room, which was towards the top level of the dungeons. He carefully placed the body on his bed and sat next to it. He stared at the man's face carefully, drawing a small amount of energy from his body. He placed his hands on the man's chest.
"Rasutecr." His eyes flickered. But otherwise nothing happened. Other small anomalies occurred for the full half hour he sat, trying to revive the man. He suddenly shot up.
"NO!" He blinked twice, and looked around drearily. "Murtagh? What? Where am I?"
"Eragon, you're in Galbatorix's castle."
Hope you liked it. Until the next chapter. Oh yeah, and four more reviews will let me post the next chapter.
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