Meg: Hurray! Now we get to find out what happened to me the short period of time I was away

Brooke: We all know what happened when you were away, you went to see The Desolation of-

Ellie: For Readers to understand this, a year or two has passed since the girls landed in Alagaesia

Rebecca: I think we're just going to stop with the disclaimer since everyone's known for the past twenty-so chapters that Keeper doesn't own anything except us and the changes to the plot.

Sarah: That might have been the intelligent thing to do.

"I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin. I must confess that I feel like a monster," -Skillet

"Alright, Meg, time to spill." Ellie said, standing beside Eragon. In Nasuada's Pavilion, waiting to hear Meg's story was Ellie, Eragon, Nasuada, Elva, King Orrin and Saphira.

She smirked, like she knew something they did not. "Fine, but just because I tell you of these things doesn't mean that you can automatically use them as weapons. I must have your word on that."

Once she was satisfied, she said, "Okay, kids, get comfy. It's story time." And began.

"We all were affected, one way or another, when we thought that Murtagh had been killed. Arguably, I had taken most of the blow as we had planned leaving together for a better life elsewhere in the world. He had become obsessed with proving his worth and it had been at a great cost. I felt that, not only was I of little use, I had to carry out our plans to honor his memory and thus, with Eragon's minor assistance, I disappeared.

"It was never easy, traveling through a continent I knew little of. I had managed to stow away on a boat that was heading west when it hit a reef and sank. I know nothing of the survivors, if there were any, but I know none landed upon Rois.

"Rois is a small island in the west water where I met Gelique, a powerful magician who trained me with weapons and a magic that does not use spirits or energy, but is rather derived from thoughts and ambition, maxing me as deadly as the weapons I wielded. Though, those weapons are only good in use."

"You seem to be forgetting a small part," Ellie interrupted. "You're heart?"

"Do not interrupt me and perhaps I will get to that, Ellen." Meg said, annoyed. "Now, as I traveled back to you, the wall keeping my reckless emotions away began to crumble and thus my concentration when using magic became less stable. I was unsure as to what to do, for I knew I could not return as useless as when I left. Upon meeting Fergus, I accepted his offer to remove the part of my heart that had been broken; making me the ultimate assassin.

"I understand Fergus is now living the remainder of his days as a blind man in Ellesemera, thanks to Eragon." She said nonchalantly, as though she didn't really care. "Any questions?"

"No."

"Ellie, please,"

"No."

"Ellie," Meg said calmly, standing beside Nasuada as she usually did. "I know you have lost a lot of trust in me, but trust me when I say you should go."

"Why?! What makes you think I would go anyway?"

Meg sighed, looking around as though to ensure the walls didn't have ears. "Arya. That is all I can say."

Ellie growled. She did not want to go on a diplomacy mission for dwarfs. They were taking too long in deciding upon a king, which meant Eragon was going to interfere and naturally everyone thought that wherever Eragon went, so did she; but she was not in a very good mood at the moment. She didn't want to go. She wanted to stay with her friends and fight. She had to be here to keep an eye on Meg and protect Roran for Rebecca and Baldor for Brooke.

"Ellie, I'm going with you, don't worry. Our friends are safe." Sarah said. "And, come on, don't let me be a loner."

She rolled her eyes; Sarah was not helping.

"You're leaving," Rebecca murmured knowingly as Eragon, Sarah and Ellie approached her and Roran's tent.

"What gave it away?" Ellie asked. "The travel packs or the upset expressions."

"Both, actually." She said. "I knew from the beginning that you were all running a conspiracy."

Sarah laughed, "What do you mean by that?"

"You three are going on a mission, Roran's going off on a mission and Baldor's working night and day in the forge. It's a conspiracy to get me and Brooke alone which I'm warning you is the equivalent of a nuclear bomb."

"We know, Becs," Sarah said. "We promise this is unintentional and that we'll come back as soon as possible."

She rolled her eyes, "That's what they all say." She smiled and hugged them. "Be safe. All of you."

"You...guys...are-" Ellie was kind of glad the last part of Sarah's exclamation was too faded to comprehend, though she had a few ideas. They had been running forever. Eragon, their Kull escort and she were all fit runners, but Sarah was a cat. A stubborn cat that did not want to be carried. With an exasperated sigh, Ellie halted and called, "Eragon, we must stop. I tis late and Sarah is as slow as a snail."

Reluctantly, he agreed and they made camp, asking questions and telling stories from their homeland. "And what of you, Lady Ellie and Lady Sarah?" The Kull asked. "I hear that before the battle in Farthen Dur, you along with your friends told a magnificent story. Will you enlighten us with another?"

Ellie smiled and looked to Sarah who bore a knowing smile. "Listen, my friends and you shall hear of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,"

And that's how a Kull and a Dragon Rider learned about the Revolutionary War. A tale that was much discussed as they journeyed back to the Beor mountains.

"Oh, look! There's little dwarf children!" Sarah exclaimed, peering through the brush at dancing dwarf children.

"This is where we part, my friends." The Kull said. "I have fulfilled my vow and will take my leave. May your enemies cower before you, Firesword, Ellie and Sarah."

"Now, that he's gone, can we please go play with the kids?" Sarah pleaded.

Eragon stepped into the clearing and the children froze upon seeing him, then recognized him and tackled him to the ground, pulling at his clothes and clinging to his legs, giggling like there was no tomorrow.

Eragon slammed the door to their room shut so hard it knocked Sarah off her perch and made Ellie jump. The girls had not been permitted to enter the council to decide the new dwarf king, so they waited to hear what Eragon had to say. Orik, their friend and Eragon's adopted brother was up for debate about becoming the next ruler, but from what they had heard, they had a poor support system.

"What's wrong?" Ellie dared ask.

"The dwarfs are slow, we don't know how Orik fairs in the voters eyes and there was an attempt on my life. Just the usual."

"Are you alright?!" Ellie asked, shoving her burst of concern down to the cold part of her being.

"Fine, now. Just a little frustrated is all."

"Get your anger out by playing with us." Sarah suggested.

"What?"

"Word association; it'll help."

Ellie rolled her eyes. "He doesn't know how."

"Then he can watch us. I'll start." Sarah said with an evil smile. "Dragon."

"Rider," "Eragon," "Saphira," "Blue," "Sapphire," "Jewel," "Expensive," "Shopping," "Vacation," "New Zealand," "Alagaesia," "Narnia," "Wisconsin."

"Okay, enough. I have to get back." Eragon said, his smile small but present. "I'll have you informed of any progression immediately.

"He's won!" Eragon exclaimed as he burst into the room. "Orik's won!" He picked Ellie up and and spun her around, kissing her on the cheek.

"You mean, now we can go?" Sarah asked.

"Saphira's on her way, we can head back after the coronation!"

Sarah growled and covered her eyes with her paws, "Jeez, Eragon, you're so dramatic. Now, let us have some peace."

Oh, what a hard time Ellie and Sarah had at the coronation. It was too good to be true and despite the anger and the issues from the past, they were girls at heart and they were excitable. Orik winked at them as he strode forward to accept his crown from Eragon and they nearly fainted. Eragon merely rolled his eyes.

They were in awe when a figure of light appeared and spoke to Orik in dwarvish. Unsure as to what they should do, they knelt and tried not to appear rude. After its little discussion, the figure walked past them and stopped, then spoke in its dialect.

"We apologize, Sir, but we do not speak that language."

"There is no need to apologize, Lady Ellie, Lady Sarah," It said. Sarah grasped Ellie's hand and squeezed it, as though to reassure herself that this was real. "You and your friends are very important to this world. You are fighters and wives and leaders and perhaps the most important, your friend with the six letter name is to mother the child who will decide the fate of Alagaesia with its birth."

"Wait, what?"

"Goodbye and good luck." Then, it vanished, leaving everyone frozen at his words.

"We have to get home." Sarah murmured.

"We have to get to Brooke."

Ellie was furious with herself for not remembering that Eragon was a dragon rider, which meant that he could scry or view people from great distances through water, before she declared that they would be leaving. This is how they spoke to Nasuada.

"Lady Nasuada," Ellie said. "Please, if you want to at least have a chance at winning this war, get Brooke now and while we wait, I'll explain why."

It didn't take long for Brooke to appear, but it was enough time to inform Nasuada of everything that had occurred. "Hey, guys, what's up?"

"This is going to be weird, Brooke, but whatever you do, do not make love with Baldor or anyone for that matter."

Brooke blushed, "I wouldn't dream of it until after we're married, which we decided should be after the war."

"Good, keep it that way." Sarah said. "Now, Eragon has to talk to Nasuada. Be careful and give Rebecca and Meg our hellos."

"Will do."

While they lounged in Eragon's room, they couldn't help but eavesdrop. Therefore, when Nasuada agreed to his absurd request of going to Ellesmera before Feinster to help the attack, they jumped up and nearly shouted their distress when they thought to cover each other's mouth to avoid more colorful language.

"Eragon, the Varden needs us!" Ellie exclaimed. "I thought we could go home after the coronation."

"I truly am sorry, but I need to speak to my teacher, Oromis. We can not give the Varden only half of a rider."

Sarah thought for sure that it was his stupid puppy eyes that convinced Ellie, but nevertheless, they were going to Ellesmera and would leave immediately. Stupid emotions.