"It is impossible!" Vridian's voice thundered. "Father, how could you do this?!"
No one paid him attention, not I, nor the king, or even Eragon. I personally, have been sharing a look with Ganalorn, wondering what he was thinking and what he thinks I should do. However, he only smiled a little, shook his head and turned to leave. I had no idea what that meant, but funny enough, he turned and mouthed that everything is fine, and that he only needs some moments alone.
I understood him. After all, I'll trade everything right now just to he left alone with Eragon so I can process everything fully.
"Everyone, please, leave us," the king announced. "I would like a word with the princess and my daughter in-law." There was something in his voice as he said that, and I felt Eragon squeezing my s
