Due to a request I am now doing Nasuada; enjoy

Denial: I don't own any of the characters they are all Christopher Paolini's. (Can you believe denial came up o the thesaurus when I typed up disclaimer?)

Nasuada

Nasuada looked out across the bay in the early morning light, from her bedroom window. The bloody battle that had taken place on the burning planes had been a full month ago. It was hard to believe it had been that long.

Every night in my dreams I see you

I feel you.

That is how I know you go on.

Far across the distance and spaces between us

You have come to show you go on.

She had woken up crying from yet another dream… a dream about him. Well it had been more of a nightmare than a dream. There had been the red dragon once again swooping down from the sky. The rider on it's back smiling evilly at the scene of carnage below him.

Near. Far.

Wherever you are

I believe that the heart does go on.

Once more

You open the door and you're here in my heart and

My heart will go on and on

She leaned against the railing and once again her mind turned back to that brief time with him, back when he was free, and not bound by that horrible king to do his evil bidding. When he had barely known her but, still said he loved her. That night when she had come into his cell, and he had first kissed her. He loved her. She knew so, or at least that he had.

Love an touch us one time

And last for a lifetime

And never let go till you're gone.

Love was when I loved you.

The one true time I hold you

In my life you'll always go on.

Nasuada shook her head trying to hold down those tears that were beginning to well up into her eyes. She knew the dream hadn't been real and that he would never become like his father, but then there was that voice in the back of her head that was the reason for the dreams.

Near, Far.

Where ever you are

I believe that the heart does go on.

Once more

You open the door and you're here in my heart and

My heart will go on and on

Turning away from the scene of serenity before her, Nasuada returned to her bed clutching in her hands a gold chain he had given her. No one but the two of them knew about it. And no one but the two of them ever would.

Your. Hear.

There's nothing I fear,

You are safe in my heart and my heart will go on and on.

Slowly she crawled back under the silk covers. They reminded her of the feeling of his black hair beneath her fingers. After a while she drifted off into a light slumber, and from her lips was heard one word, "Murtagh."

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