The elf queen didnt believe that gods existed but if they did, they must have answered her nonexistent prayer. The new rider was a young human male that named after the first elf to bond with a dragon Eragon. In the month he had stayed in the elf city he had shown to be kind, thoughtfull and most importantly inexperienced. While that last one was being amended it didn't change the fact he was the perfect male for Islanzadi. Except for one thing the shade curse he had on him that crippled him but again as if a diety granted it the curse was removed in the blood oath celebration. Even better Eragon was made into a form of human elf hybrid which meant he could match a elf but still had the mind of a human."He couldnt be more perfect." Islanzadi thought. She had Eragon moved to her personal quarter descreetly wait eagerly for him to awaken which she would then begin to mold Eragon into her own personal servant.
Regardless if he wanted to or not, he will want it when she was done with him.
Standing at the edge off her bed, staring down at the sleeping rider was about to wake up any second, Islanzadi waited eagerly to begin. A soft groan came from the rider as his eyes slowly opened and blinked to try and concentrate on where he was. When his eyes meet hers he stopped.
