I wished I could run.
I wished I could hide.
But the most I could do was hobble away awkwardly, the walking stick aiding me across the yard as I tried to hurry.
A dragon in its full glory now? Who could it possibly be? Definitely not Eragon, because he had only left just a few minutes ago. It had to be a stranger, but not a rogue because it would have attacked the castle already. I didn’t hear any battle cries rising within the castle walls, so I knew whoever it was must be expected.
My mind was struggling to focus on one thing. But it wasn't possible. It was one thing to have a stranger always stalking me, but it was another to realize that he had the same mark I had. Who could he possibly be? One way or another, we had to be related. I knew it as surely as I knew the sun would ris
