We were supposed to leave the palace the next day as Eragon had said, but for some reason, we were told that we'll be leaving the day after. So the next day was spent in a whirl of activity, with Maria and I getting ready to leave the next day.
I tied the last bag we had and dropped it with a groan on the table before me. It was the bag the Prince had given us to put the three pieces of cloth we each had. It was dark, and though everyone else in the palace was asleep, Maria, Bella, Lucia, Loreath, Amilia and I were still awake. It was kind of strange that they were acting this way just because we were leaving tomorrow, but I didn’t say anything and neither did they.
"We are going to miss you both," Lucia said, her face scrunched up. "This was the first time we actually talked to Maria.
