It was the morning after but you could never tell it was morning. The sky was overcast. Not a single ray of light shone through the mass of clouds. We headed toward Du Weldenvarden. Once, Eragon dived down and brought back a delois, a green plant with purple flowers. He presented it with a flourish and I accepted it and put it in my sack. Later, when I asked him where we were going he wouild simply say "Nowhere in particullar" and urge Saphira faster. What does the boy do in his spare time? I wondered and chased after him.
When we finally landed to rest all were exausted. But even then when I pressed for details I would only get "Nowhere in particullar." And not just Eragon. Shruikan too! I couldn't techniacally talk to Saphira so I didn't ask her. If I did I would just get "Nowhere in particullar." But it was bothering me. Normally secrets don't bother me at all, even when they were talked about in hushed tones and I didn't have a clue to what they were saying. But now it did. They were keeping something from me. They would talk but when I walking into hearing distance they would suddenly fall silent. Then they would look at me weird. Like I was an alien ot something. Did I look different? Was that it? Did I grow horns? I touched my head. Nope. A tail? Nope. Fangs? Nope. A mustach? Wait for it…nope. Then it hit me. They had found out my lineage.
I ran. I knew what Riders could do. I brought nothing with me. Only myself. I bolted like a wild horse. I ran until I could run no more. But I saw Saphira's circleing shape up above and pushed myself even harder.