I only own Vraela. Read the books! Ancient language translation at the bottom.

I was constantly tired from my night trips. The night was still the best part of the day for me though.

It seemed I would never be caught, and I was friends with, seemingly, all of Uru'baen.

I trained daily in mind and body, never breaking my rigorous training schedule. Every night, though, I snuck over the walls, and into Uru'baen. For four years, I did this, only skipping my night trips on the crescent moons.

I was called "Little Green Cloak" and "Emerald Shadow" for my quick disappearances. I started to be more social, and more experimental. Injury was no matter, for even though I could use magic, I learned all the best healing herbs from Ligli, the old healer.

But one day, this was ruined.

I was visiting Galbatorix, and he said he had a surprise for me.

A servant stood in one corner, trying to avoid contact with Shruikan's sharp teeth and swinging tail. He was holding a pitch black chest, which wasn't strange, considering Galbatorix's features.

He was sitting on his throne like usual. I approached, and kneeled on the steps and said, "Father." He nodded and said, "Yes, Daughter. You should be mature enough to handle my gift."

I frowned. This was a strange entry. He usually just asked how my studies were going.

He waved, and the servant rushed forward and thrust the chest into my arms. Galbatorix said, "Ma'mor." The chest's top dropped off, and I set it down gently.

I looked inside, and screamed. How could Galbatorix think that I was that person? I looked up, and asked, "Do you truly think..." He said nothing.

After awhile, he said, "Well, yes, but you must touch it to be sure. You know what to do from there if you have truly learned.

I reached out and pulled the dragon egg out of the chest. It was about a foot long, and half that around, and pine green. I felt something moving around, and Galbatorix's laugh echoed through the halls.

I sat down and crossed my legs, then set the egg in my lap. It started to shake, and I looked to Galbatorix. He started to stroke Shruikan's wings, but I wanted him to help me.

He must have seen my uncertainty, because he said, "Take the egg to your room. Come to me later once it hatches." I bowed, and ran the other way. The egg rattled slightly, and I quickly entered my room.

I climbed my steps the quickest I could, and sat on my bed with the egg.

It shook for a few minutes, before I saw a crack spiral around the egg. Cracks appeared everywhere, and soon, the egg shattered.

A beautiful, yet small dragon with forest green scales, but almost black on the snout and legs.

I knew what to do, so I reached out with my right hand and touched it's side. I

I walked to the throne room, but was stopped when I heard... him?

Murtagh was alive? How?

I heard Murtagh say, "-but she would be a loose cannon! She is-" Galbatorix cut in, "But the girl has full confidence in my judgment. I will be unstoppable. The last egg will hatch and we will rule all of Alegasia!" I gasped. What!

I heard Murtagh say, "But didn't the last egg just hatch for her?" Galbatorix said, "The fool, Brom, who stole the blue egg, only heard of three, but I had hid the fourth where only I knew."

I had heard enough. But I couldn't move away. Galbatorix continued, "All with her, the Varden will be nothing under her. Eldunari on Eldunari, she will crush them as easily as bugs, like you never could."

I forced myself away, and ran to Galbatorix's personal armory, where he kept the swords of defeated Riders and the Eldunari of their dragons. I often used a balanced purple one, but I found a green one that would work just as well.

I also grabbed five Eldunari, and ran to the courtyard, and over the wall. My room was too easy to find my cloak, water-skin, and money for in the town, so I had made a hidden nook in the wall I could use to hide my things.

I pulled them out, donned my cloak, and walked on, the dragon hidden in the folds of my gold, floor-length dress. I walked to the supply store, bought ten steaks, some fruits (as I was a vegetarian), and a wool blanket.

I wrapped the hatchling in the wool, and walked to the royal stables.

The stables were connected to the castle, but were still outside the walls, for easier transportation. I quickly entered, and sent for my charger, Silver Wind, a pure black stallion.

The order was quickly obeyed, and I put the food and my water-skin in one side, the blanket and the dragon. I thanked the man who brought him to me, and when he turned, I stole his messenger pass, that allowed him out of Uru'baen.

I rode through the streets, and when I approached the outer wall, I showed the pass to the guards, they waved me out the large, black iron gates, and for the first time in my life, I experienced something for the first time.

Real Freedom.

Ma'mor= open