1. Prologue (1/2)

empires

last – an alternate end to c.p's inheritance trilogy

disclaimer: i'm not

c.p nor anyone up in paolini international, knopf or corgi, so please

don't sue me.

prologue

eragon

stared blankly into the plains. so many had been lost, and yet so

many have been saved, he thought. saphira hulked over him, her warm

eath bearing on his back.

murtagh

she hissed distastefully he now works for that egg

eaker,

although it's hard to believe.

as

of i he answered sadly. when murtagh was gone, he had fervently

prayed to the gods to protect him even though it was likely that he

had survived. now, the cruelest of fates had reunited them. he

still has a good hard, but the power of the ancient language bounds

all he added sadly. eragon was unsure about what he thought of

murtagh now.

hrothgar

was dead because of murtagh. that was something that eragon could not

forgive him for. tears fell from eragon's face as he thought of the

late dwarven king.

all

will be well little one. saphira read his thoughts accurately as

always. but i don't see how eragon replied, shaking his

head.

even

as he spoke, his mouth felt sore from the punch that roran had

delivered. much explanation would have to be done, eragon noted.

roran's arrival had been the only cause of cele

ation. at least